Sometimes food is about artisan ingredients, beautiful plating, and a chef's brilliance; sometimes food is about soul-soothing nourishment. That's not to say it can't be both, but the latter is one of the reasons I fell in love with an unlikely Midwestern city. In fact, I fell so hard I bought a big, old house that had plenty of soul, but needed a lot of TLC.
Paris is so unbearably delicious that you want to take everything with you — just stuff all that amazing food in your bag so when you're home longing for the city you can at least console yourself with a taste of it. And you totally should! A plate of oozy, wonderfully stinky French cheeses isn't going to cure the malaise of missing Paris, but it's a start.
What on earth is a Bottled-in-Bond, Single-Barrel, 10-Year Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey, anyway? Trust me — there's a method to the mad libs.
Living in Louisville comes with responsibilities; my 502 area code seems to confer with it bourbon ambassadorship. And while most of us around here just seem to have a good measure of bourbon coursing through our veins, I actually did study to become a Certified Bourbon Steward...
At the end of the day I didn't have to spend big for big functionality, but it's also a good reminder that sometimes you really do get what you pay for.
t's time to take back the kitchen; to make this late Victorian-era kitchen work for us in 2017; to have a comfortable, clean space where we can work, cook, entertain, and host; and really, to feel like grown-ups who can handle the responsibility of a house we only half jokingly call Downton.