Gram gave me a chicken, brownish red and too gentle to eat. She said it would be my friend if I took care of her, talked to her in a gentle voice and kept her safe from the dog.
Dinner is my favorite time to create. I put on some music, sip a little wine, and let the aromas of the kitchen come to life. But sometimes I don't feel like spending an hour or more in the kitchen and something quick fits much better. So something as simple as a burger can become even better with some time and effort. One night I felt creative, looking through the… Read More »Goat Cheese and Chocolate Balsamic glazed veggie burgers
I’ll admit it. I love yoga, really. I love the music, the movement, and especially the nap at the end. I actually enjoy getting into that meditative place and finding comfort in the pain as I stretch out tired muscles and move forward to the next pose. Yoga is incredibly therapeutic. Many mornings I will get up earlier than the rest of the family and go out to the… Read More »My Truth about Yoga
When I was little, I lived with my Great-Grandmother, my “Gram.” She was born and raised in rural Tennessee. Born in the “Hallow” in a two room house. They kept warm in the winter with a woodstove and sharing the feather bed with her sisters. Growing up with her I was gifted this incredible culture of gardening for your own food, sewing what you need, and making with your own… Read More »Southern Vegetarian Biscuits and Gravy – Memories and recipes
I wore my remembrances around for the last few months like a thick heavy blanket. I needed to feel the weight of it while I was expunging the moments of my past from the dark hollows of my memories. I wanted to keep pushing through so that I would finish, exhaustion from digging up old bones made me hungry for an ending.