Herb Roasted Game Hen | Red Hominy Succotash| “Wild” Green Sauté

We got really into kayaking over the summer, and started to look at the Chattahoochee River from a new angle.  The river’s always been there– and I don’t mean just in our lifetime, but for countless centuries.  It got us thinking about what the river would’ve been like before the golf courses,  highways,  or even…

Sweet Potato Gnocchi |Confit Tomato| Cardamom Butter

Full disclosure: I’ve only made pasta once before, and I assumed that gnocchi would be simpler/quicker to make since they are smaller–WRONG. It somehow ended up taking two hours to finish everything. The first challenge was my chosen main ingredient: sweet potatoes. I had two extra baked ones (we’ve been eating a lot of sweet…

Prawn Suya | Jollof Rice

Nigeria is a massive country with hundreds of distinct languages, cultures, and constantly shifting plot lines. I fell in love with my father’s home country long before I had the chance to visit, but after several trips home, and the particularly deep dive into my Yorùbá culture through our traditional engagement last summer, I am…

Mulsum-Braised Lamb | Polenta Cake

I’m no historian, but I can imagine that many of the world’s greatest ideas, alliances, and solutions were all encouraged with a “little” wine. Similarly, the idea for this dish came from the surplus of wine left in our apartment after our rehearsal dinner last year. We couldn’t finish a bottle one night, and decided…

Strawberry Snapper Ceviche

I was never good at art growing up. I can still remember the day in 5th grade when my teacher saw my painstaking rendition of a Garfield comic that I had drawn the night before, and turned to the class to say, “Hey look! It’s the Boogie Man!” I like to refer to that day…

Za’atar Trout | Red Lentil Hummus | Harissa-Spiced Chimichurri

I interned at a refugee resettlement agency in Nashville during my college years, and my assignments often took me to the outskirts of the city to visit family’s from all over the world. Nashville is one of the top resettlement cities in the country, and although the exploding development is jeopardizing communities just outside of…

Coffee-Rubbed Pork Loin | Spinach & Cannellini Bean Sautée | Balsamic Berry Coulis

Looking back, I think my first time I saw “coffee rub” on a menu, I was probably too young to actually drink coffee. Still, I have a feeling that my first bite (likely taken off of my sister’s plate) set off a web of new connections in my brain. That bite was a game-changer. Suddenly, nothing–and everything–made sense. Coffee, a dark drink for “grown ups” could somehow become part of dinner, no styrofoam cups in sight. What’s more–it was delicious.