Oh, by gosh, by golly, it’s time for turkey, potatoes, and stuffing. Fancy ties, granny’s pies, and families gathered around. And they whisper, “Happy Thanksgiving” to yooouuuuu! Holy moly! I should be a songwriter. That was just beautiful! *Insert my famous cheesy smile here!* Folks, it’s November. I can’t believe I just typed that. I
“Mommy, why didn’t the skeleton walk across the road?” Kenzy asked me in the car on the way to dance lessons. “Hmm. Because he was dead?” I asked with a laugh. (I mean, I thought that was a pretty solid answer.) “Nope. He couldn’t walk across the road because he didn’t have any guts!” She
I stopped into Weis in Jersey Shore. The phones weren’t busy at work, and I got all the fuel tickets done, so I left around 12:30. I was looking forward to a rainy Thursday and thought soup sounded perfect for dinner. Weis is only a few minutes from work, and I thought I’d beat the
My momma is probably reading the title of this, going, “Oh boy.” She never knows what I may write, but the day we made sauce, we said what a good column this would make. We have been harvesting food together for years, but I remember when I was a little girl, my mom would be
As I sat on the front porch last week of our beautiful log cabin high on top of a mountain overlooking the Smoky Mountains, I couldn’t help but take it all in. Each morning we went out to sit in the line of rocking chairs that awaited us. Some of us had coffee, while others
Fall is the season for all senses. The feel of cooler temperatures after a long summer. A warm, visually pleasing palate of reds, oranges, yellows, and browns. The taste of pumpkin in everything. The sound of crunching leaves underfoot—the smell of woodsmoke. There’s something about driving past a house with smoke coming out of the
