Note: Last night, I made one of my favorite things for dinner: Pineapple pork chops. During dinner I told Renee why I loved it so much, and thought I ought to tell you about it, too. My dad taught me to cook. Or rather, he made sure I knew how. But he didn’t teach me to like … [Read more...]
What Casseroles Have To Do With Housing
Food is love. I have known that since I was old enough to know anything. That the biscuits my grandmother stood in front of the counter and rolled out were made with pure love. That the tender pot roast after church on Sunday was as sincere a sign of my mother’s affection as … [Read more...]