Archive for Phoebe Brannock

When you can’t have fall the way you want it, there’s always apples and buckwheat pancakes

When you can’t have fall the way you want it, there’s always apples and buckwheat pancakes

Posted On: October 19, 2015

The entire state of Virginia relishes the first week when the northern winds blow chilly breath across the [...]

Reaffirming a relationship with the pig

Reaffirming a relationship with the pig

Posted On: October 05, 2015

“Deciding to like pork was a good career move for me,” I said as I sliced the tender [...]

The Triangle: small plates for big appetites

The Triangle: small plates for big appetites

Posted On: September 21, 2015

Nothing says cocktail hour and hors d’oeuvres quite like the silhouette of a martini glass cradling a solitary [...]

What Alice found at the bottom of an aluminum can: Lewis Carroll’s oft untold anecdote

What Alice found at the bottom of an aluminum can: Lewis Carroll’s oft untold anecdote

Posted On: September 16, 2015

This tale begins, as many good ones do, with the infamous words “Once upon a time.” [...]

End of summer nostalgia

End of summer nostalgia

Posted On: August 18, 2015

“The more things change, the more they stay the same,” wheezes the twenty-something-year-old Infinity Gold stereo. [...]

Blood, sweat and blackberries

Blood, sweat and blackberries

Posted On: August 18, 2015

We had come armed with baskets and cast-off football concession buckets and high hopes for sweet summer fruit. [...]

Eccentricity: Our Love for Fried Green Tomatoes and Batty Relatives

Eccentricity: Our Love for Fried Green Tomatoes and Batty Relatives

Posted On: July 26, 2015

I want to ask a fried green tomato, and several other Southern foods, one question: What circumstances brought [...]

To eat on the fourth

To eat on the fourth

Posted On: July 09, 2015

The idea of a picnic has, to me, always resonated as an innately American concept. [...]

The Character of a Fried Oreo

The Character of a Fried Oreo

Posted On: June 19, 2015

My thoughts drift to fried Oreos sputtering and floating in a greasy deep fryer behind the narrow counter [...]