By Debbie Moose, columnist Potato salad is often content to sit on the sidelines, cooling its heels beside the hot action going on at the grill. And if you’re the main cook – which I am in my house – preparing potato salad the traditional way means you have to fuss in the kitchen, boiling [...]
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Moose on Fire: Sweet Potato Salad A Kick – Not Just a Sidekick
June 20th, 2009 · No Comments
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Moose on Fire: Tune-Up Those Grills, Girls and Boys
June 7th, 2009 · 1 Comment
Editor’s Note: Congratulations to Debbie Moose, our Gal and a Grill columnist. She writes the Sunday Dinner column in the Raleigh News & Observer, and it’s been nominated as Best Newspaper Food Column in the Association of Food Journalists’ national competition. We’ll know in October when we meet how she placed against Rob Kasper, of [...]
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Moose on Fire: Lamb Overlooked over the Coals
April 28th, 2009 · 2 Comments
By Debbie Moose Columnist Lamb is often overlooked as a candidate for the grill – that’s so unfair! It cooks quickly, has a great flavor when cooked over fire (think beautiful Greek island) and will please the red-meat lovers in your crowd when you want a change from beef. While the price may deter [...]
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Moose on Fire: Deviled Eggs for Easter — or Anytime You Grill
April 11th, 2009 · 1 Comment
By Debbie Moose Columnist When I was a kid, for fhe whole week before Easter each year my father would walk around the house singing, “Eastertime is the time for eggs, and the time for eggs is Eastertime.” Perhaps this early childhood ode to the egg balanced out my mother’s distain for them – she [...]
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Moose on Fire: Grilled Wings Recipe for March Madness
March 27th, 2009 · No Comments
By Debbie Moose Columnist I’ve been dancing around my house singing that holiday song, It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year. No, I’m not smoking a Christmas tree, nor did I find a cache of leftover spiked wassail. It’s March Madness! The squeak of the sneaker, the bounce of the ball, the [...]




