Sour Cream

Before I moved to the big city of Los Angeles, I went to college in the small city of Winston Salem, NC. Although I’m glad to have moved on, I still pine for my favorite foodie spots. If you ever find yourself in Winston Salem, I have a few suggestions of places to visit.

First, you need to get a cup of coffee at Chelsee’s downtown. Order something with chocolate in it.

For lunch I recommend the fish and chips at Foothills Brewery. If you’re in a rush, don’t go. You’ll see a server approx. once per hour, but the fish and chips are worth it if you have an afternoon to kill.

Be sure to stop by 6th and Vine for a glass of wine. Tell them I say hi, and that I miss them. Ask if they’ll move to LA, pretty please?

Then, you need to mosey over to 4th Street Filling Station. Order the spinach-artichoke dip. Because it has feta in it. No one else in town makes it with feta, and therefore no one else in town has a better dip. This is logic, pure and simple.

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I understand that no one needs a recipe for nachos. I get it.  We’re all adults. Nachos are a no-brainer.

And I’ll happily admit that this really was just an excuse for me to make nachos.  It was game day and I thought I’d get in the mood with a little chips with cheese.

And then proceeded to watch Teen Mom instead of the game. Good idea.

Before we move on with nachos, can we all just agree that Teen Mom is the scariest show on television? Even more terrifying than Hoarders…

Back to nachos.

I have some nacho theories (um, don’t we all?).

I’m particular about nachos. And can sometimes get an attitude about the way nachos are assembled.

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On my tiny little back porch in my apartment I have 3 little planters, and every summer I plant an assortment of herbs that flourish for those first few warm months. Then winter comes and it is survival of the fittest to see who can make it to springtime. The basil always dies first. Basil is  an amazing  herb but is sort of a wimp when it comes to cold weather. Mint is my prize fighter. Every year it shrinks up and sheds brown leaves and I think it’s totally dead until spring comes and then it regrows with a vengeance.

However, this year the new winner is my chive plant. This little guy hung on with green stalks all through the winter, but now that it’s spring it’s really starting to take over it’s little planter home. I can feel it reaching out over the box like it wants to go play somewhere. Somewhere like…my scrambled eggs?

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