Recipes with personality and a story all their own.
Jorge leans nonchalantly against the far wall of the ballroom as he gazes across the floor. His steely, unusually blue eyes float easily from body to body as he searches for his next partner. Only the most pliant, the most supple woman will satisfy him.
His world’s right here … on...Read More »
“Listen up … It’s all in the advance preparation,” the Teutonic giant growls, scowling directly at me. He isn’t tall, but Goddamn he’s wide. His shoulders make him look like a block of quarry granite.
I’ve signed up for a week-long cooking intensive in the hope that by week’s end I’ll...Read More »