Tart cranberry relish, roasted turkey and rich gravy come to mind when most people think of Thanksgiving dinner. But I tend to remember something sweeter, far sweeter than pumpkin or pecan pie, something tooth-shattering, syrupy sweet when I recall Thanksgiving meals. Great Uncle C.J. held a cane grinding every Thanksgiving. After a long career at…
Read MoreOne minute after Halloween is over I start thinking about the holiday I truly love . . . Thanksgiving. No stress, no hassles, just a great meal with family and friends, all tied together with a thankful heart. At least that’s the way I thought of Thanksgiving until about six years ago when I…
Read MoreIt was a harsh reality I wasn’t ready to accept. My children had been raised in the “New South” and there was no one to blame but myself. My son looked at the kitchen counter with a mix of intrigue and disgust and asked, “What is it?” “What do you mean? It’s Velveeta.” I told…
Read MoreNovember is one of our favorite times to make the two and a half hour drive west from Fairhope, to visit New Orleans. In the French Quarter, we were treated to a Second Line procession from this happy couple’s wedding. All the guests danced down the street as the jazz band played. My husband captured…
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