These words come from another one of my all-time favorite books, Gone With the Wind. Sidebar: It’s almost impossible for my fingers to type Gone
A few weeks ago, I wrote a blog post about one of my favorite summer salads . . . Spinach Salad with Watermelon, Blueberries and Feta.
I’m not a crafter. I don’t have the patience for it. And I usually end up gluing my fingers together or inhaling glitter. But every
My kids don’t bring me flowers for Mother’s Day. Because they know all I really want is a vat of hot, melted cheese and a
This week, I’ve been unpacking some of the wine from my spring wine clubs and allocations. I carefully removed all the bottles from their styrofoam
My grandfather was a barber . . . back when barber shops had poles. When I saw this wine label, my morning came to a