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Frogmore Stew

They had this in the cafeteria at work and I wondered if I could make it myself. It’s so simple.

It’s also called low-country boil (I don’t think there’s any difference) and there is a version for the grill. I’m interested in trying it on the grill. The steps I saw called for getting the potatoes and corn mostly boiled, then adding protein and finishing on the grill in foil packets.


Ingredients (4 servings):

  • 8 small red potatoes
  • Four ears of corn, quartered
  • Turkey kielbasa, sliced
  • 2 lbs of shrimp
  • 1/4 cup of Old Bay Seasoning
  • 8 cups of water


  1. Boil the water with the Old Bay.
  2. Add the potatoes and boil for 15 minutes.
  3. Add the sausage and boil for 5 minutes.
  4. Add the corn and boil for 5 minutes.
  5. Add the shrimp and boil until pink (or 5 minutes).
  6. Drain, reserving the water.
  7. Scoop out servings, drizzle with stock.

The march in Seattle

This is the park right at the start of the march. It was a gorgeous day, lots of fun signs and pink hats. I never did anything like this before. I ate like a pig, but marching creates a hunger, I guess.

I did an interview with the good folks who are organizing the Wild Mountain Memoir Retreat coming up in the spring. Check it out. I’m so excited about Wild Mountain. If you come, make sure to grab me and say hi!

wild mountain memoir retreat / MARCH 15TH-17TH, 2013 / Washington's Cascade Mountains

What if your first published personal essay were in the New York Times?  What if your memoir proposal was snatched up by a publisher in your first round of submissions?  Then, your name might be Tim Elhajj, author of Dopefiend: A Father’s Journey from Addiction to Redemption Tim talked to us today about how he came to memoir writing.  Looking forward to meeting up with him again at Wild Mountain in March!

Theo Pauline Nestor: How did you get started writing?

 Tim Elhajj: I loved to read when I was a boy but had a hard time imagining myself as someone would could pull a story together, much less a book. I went to college later than most and ended up in a fiction class taught by Alice Sebold. More than anything else, Alice gave me the sense that writing was a lifestyle. Not so much a profession…

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