Stories
from Kitchen Therapy
OK, so I hadn’t really planned to post two recipes back-to-back. But this is a big deal. It’s a celebration Sunday. And that makes hanging out in the...
There are foods I know without a doubt will be in Heaven. Cotton candy. Biscuits from the Loveless Café. Potatoes served every way imaginable. And fruit.
If there was a contest for bravest mom, I think mine would win. And while the list would include things like “left home and traveled halfway across the country...
Maybe I’m defective. Because (sighs and looks down) I just really don’t like chocolate that much. It’s not that there’s anything WRONG with it, but without other things like...
His name was Robert. I don’t remember his last name, but he had a nice smile and a willingness to just sit and talk about life between classes our...
“Mom, there are lunch box kids. And there are none lunch box kids. I want to be a lunch box kid.” At the age of 4, my son Ian...
I remember it like it was yesterday – the day I fell in love with cranberries. Real cranberries. Not the stuff in the can. I’m talking about those fresh red...