KITCHEN STORIES

Philip Pullman said “After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.”  We all have stories and our stories connect us with our past, ground us in our present, and, if we are lucky, point to our future.  When we share our stories, we make a connection in our shared humanity.  

So, pull up a chair, pour yourself a drink and come sit with me for a little while.  Because, every Sunday, I am going to tell you some stories.  And, hopefully, you will tell me some of yours.

  • summerdazeSUMMER DAZE

    SUMMER DAZE All of my childhood summers were spent with my grandparents in the rural south.   It was during those long hot days and soft warm nights that I learned to appreciate that food was not just something that made its way to the table from packages brought home from the grocery store.  Whether […]

  • GIFTSUNINTENTIONAL GIFTS

    Does anyone else start thinking about Christmas in June?  Just me?  While the rest of the folks in my world are focused on upcoming trips to the lake and planning fireworks and picnics – I’m making my mental Christmas list. Maybe it’s because I’m the daughter of a woman who had her Christmas shopping 90% […]

  • BLACKCATPIE AND SUPERSTITION

    Some southern grandmothers are warm and sweet. They have soft laps meant for snuggling and spoil their grandchildren with soft kisses and hard candies. They drink hot tea with lemon wedges and say cute things like “come give me some sugar.” My grandmother was not one of those women. Miss Irene dipped snuff, was never […]

  • MISERY IN PARADISE

     Hawaii really is my favorite place on earth. For an entire year of my life, I had the blessing of a job which allowed me to spend at least ten days a month in paradise. On my final day, with all work obligations fulfilled, I signed up for a popular group excursion sponsored by the […]

  • love on a plateCAKE – IT’S A LOVE STORY

        Raj was my not my first love, nor was he my last – but he is the only one I almost killed through my cooking.   He was short but muscular with shiny black hair and big, incredibly expressive brown eyes. It was not love at first sight.  In fact, I was annoyed […]

  • AUNTIES

    I’ve often heard it said that Southern women, while charming, are all a little bit crazy. Being a Southern woman myself, I take exception to that characterization. On the other hand, I did grow up with three Southern aunties, and well….Auntie Viv is the eldest and had a reputation for being as mean as she […]

  • Gone Fishin’

    My grandfather was an avid fisherman. On any given Saturday morning, well before the sun was up, he could be found sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by his pre-fishing accessories: unlit cigar clenched between his teeth, a mug of steaming black coffee close at hand, ancient wading boots propped against the back door.  Sheets […]