Alton Brown’s The General’s Fried Chicken with Michael’s hot sauce pickles and green papaya and mango slaw.

Growing up, the only time I’d ever eat fried chicken was the Maryland fried chicken that was usually part of the platter I’d order at Phillips down in Ocean City. I remember it being really good, but because it was something I ate so seldomly, it wasn’t something that I had a strong emotional tie…

Lamb shishlik with pistachio tehina sauce from Zahav.

There’s a lot to like about The Deacon, the AirBnB/event space we stayed at for D & E’s wedding, but one of my favorite touches was the small collection of cookbooks they kept in the kitchen. There’s a mix of indie publishers including Cherry Bombe and Lucky Peach (RIP), but I also smiled at seeing…