Last night we were eating an apricot glazed pork tenderloin roast and the most beautifully soft and lightly sweet biscuits I have ever tasted.  Missing from our table was a household staple of red meat and Russet potatoes.

You see, we were eating without my teenage son who is a total red blooded, red meat eating carnivore of a teenager who is sure that french fries and french fries alone are the solution to any vegetable question (his biggest stretch is baked white potatoes…seriously). Continue reading →