The Crabby Cook - by Jessica Harper

So I heard this news story about a really stupid burglar.

In eastern Pennsylvania the other day, this guy apparently broke into a house, ransacked the place, then, in a fit of personal grooming, cut his own hair and took a shower. But that’s not all. Next, neatly coiffed and shower fresh, he snapped on the TV and fried some chicken. Read More

Being of Scottish descent, I figure it’s my duty to do what other Scots do and celebrate Robert Burns’s birthday on Jan. 25^th with a meal that includes haggis.

For those of you who don’t know what haggis is (or if you once knew but put it out of your mind because it was too gross to contemplate), it’s, well, you take a sheep’s stomach (that would be a dead sheep), stuff it with  that same sheep’s chopped up heart, lungs and liver, and steam the whole thing for an hour. (Yes, I know.) Read More

I’ve often used the expression, “once in a blue moon” but never knew its origin. I only knew that it implied infrequency, as in, “My husband cooks only once in a blue moon,” a complaint I have made a thousand times.

When I heard that there would be an actual blue moon on this past New Year’s Eve, I did a little research. Now I know: a blue moon is the second of two full moons in one month, and you only get one about every two and a half years. Read More