While Foods Friday: Buster's Hot Dish
― When I was growing up, mom did all the cooking, and we seldom ate anywhere but home. If we went to someone else's house for dinner, it was usually a holiday or some special occasion and the meal was likely to be some sort of a roast. ∙ Other people's comfort food was a complete mystery to me. ∙ That all changed when a bachelor named Buster moved in down the hall from us. Sometimes he'd chat with my mom about what he was cooking, and one day he offered to let us try something he [...].
