There's a sandwich argument I've been having with myself for years. On one side: the chicken fried steak. Crispy, golden, smothered in cream gravy — the official state dish of…
My grandmother had a saying about buffets: if the dessert table is nearly empty when you walk in, you found the right place. It means word got out. It means…
When I was a kid, Sundays meant sliding into the same booth at the diner next to our church. The waitress already knew our order — pancakes for me, black…
A friend of mine once spent a long weekend in Oklahoma and came back with a very specific look on her face — the look of someone who had expected…
Road trips teach you things that travel guides don't. They teach you that the best meal of a trip rarely happens at the restaurant you planned for. It happens at…
My aunt used to make oxtails on the last Sunday of every month, and I would start thinking about them around Thursday. She'd start the pot early in the morning,…