David Holloway

1 week ago | al.com | David Holloway

I live near the Alabama coast, where it is common for folks to have somebody in their lives they call “the shrimp man.” What is a “shrimp man?” It’s got nothing to do with physical appearance or anything of the short. Instead, it’s a person who is generally well-versed in the subject of shrimp. That person is your go-to for quality, locally sourced shrimp at good prices.

2 weeks ago | al.com | David Holloway

According to the folks in Washington, D.C., who are in charge of such things, summer officially begins on June 20 when the summer solstice occurs. But according to folks in backyards all across America, Memorial Day is the officially unofficial commencement of the thing we call summer. It’s that roughly 100-day period when schools are closed and backyards become the place to host gala food fests.

3 weeks ago | al.com | David Holloway

I confess that I am not the most social media savvy person in the world. It’s not my fault. I’m old, you see. Old enough to remember when there was no such thing as social media. In the olden days, when we wanted to socialize, we’d gather together in a room, put a vinyl on the old turntable and chat each other up over nibbles and (ahem) beverages. I know, it sounds quaint and old-fashioned, but it worked.

1 month ago | al.com | David Holloway

Many of us suddenly need to find an appropriate gift for the female caregiver in our lives. Sure, traditional gifts run the gamut from perfume and flowers to spa treatments and more jewelry. I can safely predict that any of those gifts will be greeted with enthusiasm and many hugs. But it is my long-held belief the perfect gift for Mom ought to be something more special, something more personal. And it’s not hard to assume that something I come up with will include the gift of food.

1 month ago | al.com | David Holloway

Any excuse for a party, right? That’s sort of the way that I view the celebration that we undertake on the fifth of May each and every year that’s better known by its Mexican name – Cinco de Mayo. We all know that that day is when folks gather to drink Mexican beer, enjoy lots of guacamole and tacos and generally act up with reckless abandon. But I wager that most Americans would be hard pressed to explain just exactly what it is that we are celebrating.