Sheila’s Dirty Shirley



As a woman in her late 20’s (OK well I guess I’m officially 30 as of the solstice) I attend quite a few weddings throughout the summer. The invitations have been slowing recently as a majority of my close friends are now married but there’s usually at least a couple tucked into my summer schedule. If the bartenders are willing, my go to wedding cocktail is an old fashioned. Simple but strong enough to get the job done. Sheila’s go to wedding cocktail is a little different – it’s the Dirty Shirley. Not familiar with it? It’s a Shirley Temple with vodka. It’s quite tasty but it often raises a few eyebrows. Typically I’m the one getting drinks for the two of us and without a doubt I get carded every time I order a Dirty Shirley, every time. (more…)

Tequila Lime Salad

There used to be a little family owned Mexican spot on St. Charles Road called Tierra Grill that was the best Mexican food in the area hands down. Like seriously good, authentic food made fresh to order. I heard they also had the best margaritas but sadly they lost their liquor license before I had a chance to try them. Obviously I would order tacos, enchiladas and elotes on the regular but I often had the hardest time choosing between these classics and their tequila salad. I know, I know. Salad? Over enchiladas and elotes? But seriously there was something magical about the tequila dressing that made it the most addictive and satisfying salad I’ve ever eaten. They’ve been closed well over 5 years now but the thing I still find myself missing is the tequila salad. (more…)

Roasted Apricot Yogurt Bowl

Roasted Apricot Yogurt Bowl | The Solstice Table

Roasted Apricot Yogurt Bowl | The Solstice Table
I can be pretty impatient when it comes to local produce. My Instagram feed doesn’t help the situation at all. All of you amazing food bloggers living on the west coast posting your market pics of fresh stone fruit, berries and heirloom tomatoes in May (seriously?!) makes me somewhat delusional. I start expecting to see local strawberries, asparagus, rhubarb and peas just a few weeks after a soul-sucking cold spell. If you live in the Midwest you have to have a short memory – it’s required. You quickly forget how unforgivably cold winter is and wholeheartedly believe that long lazy summer days will never end. I really shouldn’t be so delusional. I know better – I really do, but every spring I find myself puzzled as to how crops need actual time and light to grow. (more…)