The Easter story is an ancient one.
Not the story about the Easter Bunny or why PAAS decorated eggs nestled in a wicker basket filled with synthetic, colored grass and marshmallow candy PEEPS have anything to do with the original story.
Nope. I’m talking about story of Christ and the resurrection.
Easter Sunday is one the few times I remember the pews of our little Baptist church in Pacomia, California being filled to capacity with new visitors and returning members dressed in finery and the blooming fashions of spring. Back then, they reminded me of a flock of Monarch butterflies that were happy that they had finally emerged from their cocoons. Continue reading
The pantry used to be the nerve center of the kitchen.
When I was a little girl, mom had it stocked with lots of stuff from canned foods – some in canning jars – to dried beans and spices. Our moderately stocked pantry was a symbol of comfort and security for our family. It was never bare or barren. When you looked in my mom’s pantry, you immediately knew that she was a cook whose objective was to make sure her family was well feed with hearty, rib sticking, and filling meals. Continue reading
I love waffles and they love me back!
Oh how I love thee my rustic, crispy delights. I love thee in the morning and I love thee at night.
Whether store bought or hot off the griddle, I am in a love affair with waffles and have been since I was a child. I can eat them any time, any place and anywhere.
You see pancakes, though light and fluffy, can’t hold a cup of syrup to waffles, literally. But the little nooks baked into the surface of waffles can cradle the syrup along with butter too. Now that’s what I ‘m talking bout! Continue reading
It’s summertime in the City.
From now until Labor Day (September 1st for my international readers) it feels as if we have just entered one big, carefree summer holiday season.
The 4th of July kicks off the season as America pauses to celebrate the anniversary of our nation’s independence from Great Britain with fun, fireworks and food.
Summer also signals the barbeque season. It’s the time of year we love to get our “que” on whether it’s Memphis, North Carolina, Kansas City or Texas style. Continue reading