Remember when your grandmother passed on that wise adage, "You are what you eat?" No one believes that more than Lacretia Scarboro.
Troy DeRego of Starkville had never given much serious thought to how bread ends up on the table -- until he was responsible for getting it there. Oddly enough, the story begins at sea, during the New Hampshire native's college years.
In case you hadn't noticed, Americans are (ahem) gluttons for national food and drink holidays. Oatmeal, wheat bread, Irish coffee ... you name it, and it's got designated day. Lucky for us, tomorrow is National Lemon Meringue Pie Day.
When I was growing up, I loved my mom's stuffed eggs. Heck, as a chubby and happy-go-lucky kid, I loved anything filled with mayonnaise.
When the Starkville Community Market opens bright and early on Saturday mornings, Chef Chris Pierce is usually resting up from a busy night in the commercial kitchen of Restaurant Tyler. But when the Market asked him to put on a culinary demonstration Aug. 3, Pierce was pleased to take advantage of the opportunity to get to know his new community a little better.
When I was a child, I thought like a child, I ate like a child: PB&Js, BLTs and grilled cheese sandwiches made from slices of Velveeta melted to gooey perfection between two slices of skillet-toasted white bread.
Elmer's glue, check. Backpack, check. Hand sanitizer, check. Yes, it's that time of year, when the rustle and hustle of parents armed with school supply lists and uniform specifications crowd the stores, and kids can't wait to see friends they waved goodbye to in May.