Goat cheese, peach and bacon bites
It is an hour before the every-other-month meeting of the Women of St. Paul’s Episcopal Church and I can promise you there are dozens of…
It is an hour before the every-other-month meeting of the Women of St. Paul’s Episcopal Church and I can promise you there are dozens of…
I am not Bobby Flay. I am not conversant with 8,391 different kinds of chili peppers. I can barely distinguish five, those being your average…
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…
Well, the tea was a tremendous success! There were a few snafus but no major disasters, thanks in large part to the back hall nazi….
I’m going to tell you about my dismal failure in the cabbage cooking contest in Dillard, Georgia. You know Dillard is the cabbage capitol of…
As you can imagine, we all came home just bloated from the family reunion. Our send-off breakfast at Flapjacks Pancake Cabin (don’t you love Southern…