Hello... Is anyone still there, because it's been like 5,690 years since I posted a recipe here. Not really but kinda. However, I've never been one to miss a party, especially when it's to celebrate one of my favorite people in this blogiverse/world and all the joy that comes with welcoming a new . . .
"Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as you please." - Mark Twain At this point in our internet relationship you’ve come to understand my obsession with biscuits. Although I must confess, my grandma would think I’m a bit off my rocker with these. Be that as it may, I’ve gotten . . .
In the interest of time.. "I'll just tell you how it ends" Mr. Lofton was a tall (somewhat lanky), generous older man that attended our church growing up. I remember him vividly on days that are tougher than others and whenever I catch a whiff of butterscotch. His stories were brief, as he . . .
Tis the season of giving, so here is one more recipe that finds it’s way on my table during the holidays. Biscuits. Or Sour Cream and Onion biscuits to be more precise. It’s no secret that I eat biscuits like potato chips. You can find evidence of this sitting on my kitchen counter in abundant . . .
Ms. Mattie would be the first to ever introduce me to corn milk.Someone, who to this day remains a mystery, would bring her stalks of corn in several boxes each year, none of it going to waste. After removing the kernels, she'd boil the hell out of the Cobb in milk and cinnamon and other items she . . .
There is a lot to be said about a love that can touch a broken soul and make it whole again. The deep sigh of relief you expel knowing you've found someone you can forever hold on to and they in turn will hold you back. Yet, sometimes we get so caught up in the misrepresented idea of what love and . . .
Has it really been over a month since I visited this space?Time truly files quicker than intended; Even as you slowly make your way down a South Georgia road, in search of peaches. Along every journey, you come across someone or thing. Depending upon how profound that meeting is, it can often . . .
There is this feeling that I have about biscuits; this sense of accomplishment every time I take a pan or skillet full of warm flaky biscuits out of my oven. I can’t help but smile and remember the journey that I took to get here. Biscuits were the very first thing I ever learned how to make, with . . .
People who speak of themselves in 3rdperson always seem a bit strange to me.. Almost as though you are speaking of oneself while you’re not there.. but you are there, aren’t you?So why not "I" instead of "he"?.. Is this a thing..? My major was engineering so grammar wasn’t a requirement. Why . . .
With that holiday (that I won’t name.. because I’m such a Scrooge) vastly approaching, I find myself in stores like Toys R Us praying that lightening will strike me before I have to actually stand in that 50 person line to purchase my cart full of items. This is after I tripped the lady in aisle 3 . . .