Mondays, Memories and Mississippi
Mondays. Sometimes mundane. Probably the most dreaded day of the week. Can you imagine being mundane and dreaded? Sometimes memories are that way, but not this Monday. I've got a good memory to share. I remember being eight years old at Camp Meridale (Girl Scout Camp) in Meridian, Mississippi, where I experienced one of my favorite childhood memories. The smell and sticky of my first s'more. Read more
Sunday Supper
Growing up in the South, Sundays were designated for three things: faith, family, and food. Well, four - friends, too. Lately, I've been thinking a lot about those Sundays and how they impact my life still today—the basis for why I love to cook.