When I was a young girl, the end of summer arrived with a mixed bag of emotions.  My birthday often fell over the three day Labor Day weekend so along with the excitement of cake and presents came the melancholy … Continue reading →

Frying chicken is an art, and one which my Dad had more than mastered during his lifetime.  Dad made the best-ever fried chicken!  I don’t think he ever tired of that labor intensive task, possibly because of how much he … Continue reading →