Just east of Tampa on Route 60, when the city has faded from my rearview and I pass the last strip mall, it’s time to roll down the windows for some fresh country air in Plant City. There are miles of bright green pastures with horses and cows and Spanish-moss draped oak trees. The sunny, cool days of… Read More
I’ve been making variations of this for over 12 years. I first made it in the hand-me-down oven our friends gave us to replace the one with the hole rusted in the side so we didn’t burn down our house.