Playing With Your Meat: The Lamb Merguez Cupcake
September 3rd, 2009 by Scott
Every summer since I was a toddler, my family has spent a week at the beach. Though the location has changed over the years — Destin and Perdido Key, Florida; Gulf Shores, Alabama — it’s always been on the beautiful Gulf Coast, with sand as white and fine as confectioner’s sugar, brown pelicans skimming over the water looking for a meal, and seafood and produce so fresh it was either caught or pulled from the ground the same day we eat it. Yes, the beach is great, even for a frog-belly-white gentleman such as myself, but it’s always the food I’ll remember, and rightfully so. To say that my family cares about food is kind of like saying the Manning family cares about football. Serious understatement. In fact, this past year we managed to fill two cars to the brim for our one week vacation, and it wasn’t until we’d arrived at our destination that I discovered we’d packed significantly more refrigerator and pantry provisions than actual luggage. Hey — we can wear the same swimsuit day in, day out, but we’re not going to eat the same meal twice, not if we can help it…
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