A shameful day

Sometimes you have a bad day. A shameful day. A day you’re actually regretting while you’re having it. But you do it anyway. That has…

Onion dip

A new months ago I was at a fancy bar in Nashville for a meeting (aren’t all the best meetings in bars?) and the bar…

Hot chicken salad

My friend, Gail, brought us lunch today at the temporary CRC warehouse. “Do you feel good or do you feel bad?” she asked. That’s the…

Super Bowl: Dips

I have a deep and abiding love of dips. When Louise and I were little girls, we used to steal the plastic tub of store-bought…

Chicken Divan

I just love casseroles and it’s a good thing, let me tell you, because with Noah eating me out of house and home casseroles are…

No Food For Me

I am sitting in the ticket booth at the Cannery Ballroom in Nashville. Every year, because I’m a complete idiot, I volunteer to man (or…