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  • basics

    b A s i c

      As a child, I always requested “Cabbage and Meatballs” for my birthday dinner. It was one of the staple dishes my mother made. She learned to make the dish from my dad’s mother who was German by lineage. My grandmother’s grandparents immigrated to America from Germany and her father and mother were both of…

  • gar.lic

    gar . lic

      i’m going to cook this weekend. take my grandmother’s recipes, add the spices of the deep south, kick back, gather, eat, live   Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains; another, a moonlit beach; a…

  • oNE fiSh

    oNE fiSh

      one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish it never grows old, does it ?

  • cat eye

    cat eye marble

      My Grandmother lived her entire adult life in a shotgun house. In fact, she quietly slipped away one Christmas morning while the world around her home of three rooms was filled with the joy of children’s excitement and laughter as they ripped paper from boxes, and ribbons floated unnoticed to the floor. Her possessions…

  • tulips

    the tuLiPS bloOMed

      A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions. So delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect. — Adabella Radici said that

  • tiME

    tiME

      “Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away.” — Marcus Aurelius said that