Yes, I am the mom that fed my babies and had to have a bit of whatever they were having…just to taste it. I was also that 3 foot tall toddler that stood by my grandpa’s chair at the dinner table basically begging for a bite of what he was having. LOL!
Hi, friends! It’s almost winter and Christmas time, cold and snowy. No, really I’m just kidding its actually quite balmy and nice outside so being inside the house making holiday crafts, watch movies, baking cookies and all things that I grew up doing just isn’t happening this year. Don’t get me wrong I would rather sit outside on the porch and read a book or go on a bike ride with the children but its Christmas time all over again. I guess it’s just watching my children have a vastly different wintertime experience than how I experienced winter as a child is … well, bittersweet.
Frozen bananas? Better yet, wait until they are almost fully specked with black dots and eat them OR freeze them? I mean really guys. Who waits that long on a banana? I give up on boiling water as it is let alone wait on a banana to turn almost black. Why wait, one might ask?
It has only been a few short weeks since we have launched “The Plantiful Blonde” and the response from everyone has been amazing. When I get private messages from readers, run into some of you at the grocery store and even chat up moms after school I hear much of the same thing.
What’s a celebration in the south without pecans and sweet potatoes?! This is just one of the recipes that I will be sharing to pay homage to these my new-ish southern roots. Typically, southern food means poundcake, fried chicken, cheese grits, and all things fried. These crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside vegan,