In my growing up years, Sunday nights were special, casual family nights. My mother would make a cheese souffle or spoonbread or some similar warm, hearty (but entirely simple) dinner. While it was in the oven, my sister and I would have early baths and snuggle into our pajamas. Then we would settle in to … Continue reading What’s for dinner: 11.18.12
Thirteen years ago, when my husband and I moved to Memphis, we spent much of our leisure time walking the dogs through Shelby Farms Park, the largest urban park in the U.S. We would wake on Saturdays and Sundays, load the dogs in Bernard's ancient 4Runner, and head east, where we wandered for several hours … Continue reading A walk in the park.