Author: Brent Schrader

Colonel Cole Slaw

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This recipe is an attempt to pay homage to the cookbooks that attempt to have the same effect as The Masked Magician Secrets Revealed.  I really hope the reaction to this recipe doesn’t result in a similar style of exile and anger.  We all know of the famous Southern Colonel who is known for his poultry and sides, and we decided to try and rip a page out of his book without the associated diabetes.  


My mother was kind enough to share such a cole slaw recipe from a book that suggested using 1/2 cup of sugar for cole slaw.  I think back to my fond memories of this delicious side, and I felt betrayed.  To me it feels like the equivalent of lacing your food with some addictive substance and just non-chalantly accepting the accolades of how “addicting” it is.  Here is our take, sans sugar and dairy.

Make it Paleo: A Thanksgiving Giveaway!

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If you’ve been traveling the paleosphere for any amount of time, I’m sure you’ve come across Bill and Hayley.  Originally of the Food Lovers Primal Palate, and then later the Food Lovers Kitchen, these two have been a great inspiration of mine in terms of taking beautiful pictures of food that is not overly complicated or contrived, but still as satisfying as some of the SAD foods many of us grew up on.

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Coq au Vin (sans Vin)

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While visiting my parents in Virginia, we were lucky to visit the local farmer’s market.  We found some great local produce as well as a few local farmers.  This chicken (and our turkey on its way for Thanksgiving) is from Moving Meadows Farm, and it was absolutely delicious.  I really am looking forward to the turkey later this month, as well as visiting them more often when we go to visit my parents.

Chipotle Chops

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It’s been a long week. Who am I kidding? It’s been a long month… year, really. And yet, somehow, we’re already through October! WTF?!?
A few nights ago, Brent and I were “this close” to throwing all sense and good judgement out the window and just ordering Chinese food. We were tired. We were hungry. And we had made grand plans to cook at least two meals to finish out our week but neither of us had any interest in cooking.