Today was a happy and very sad day. I'm not going to talk about it, it was hard to think on what to write about. I hope you'll forgive me this once. Today was a day of remembering and celebrating life.
A friend from grade school was going through old pictures and found a picture of the house I grew up in. I have wonderful memories from that home. We played football in the front yard, swam in the pool, built homecoming signs, and watched movies and the 1984 Olympics. My parents let me invite the entire 8th grade over to swim the day we officially became 9th graders. That house is filled with laughter.
My parents didn't care about your background. They didn't care what kind of home you came from. They wanted you to feel loved and accepted when you came over to our house. It was a house that love built.
It's funny looking back. You think that some kids have it all together just to find out they saw themselves as misfits. I was always the one who felt like I was on the fringe. Not cool, not as smart as I wanted to be, not a lot of things. I wonder how many other kids felt & feel like that today? Social media allows kids to only show the best of themselve…
Ok, I have a new recipe for y'all & I'm so EXCITED. I know that I should post it on a Measure of Joy, but I haven't posted anything on there since 2013. Wait, what? That's 4 years. Yikes! I'll post it there too. OMG.
It has finally cooled down from the raging summer we had this year. We had a few weeks of cooler weather in, I think, early September, but that was a joke. It happens to us every year. We have a cooler spell for about 2 weeks & we think fall is here! Then we act shocked when it shoots back into the 90's or high 80's until November. (there's usually humidity that goes with it and makes it feel like you're walking around with a wet towel on your head.)
With the cooler weather brings, for me, soup season. My people are sick of the same old soups though. Chili, a southern staple. We also have wonderful variations of white chicken chili and taco soup. I make beer cheese soup, vegetable soup, vegetable soup with beef, a…
It is called soul food for a reason & I have my own definition too. To me, soul food is feel good food. It reminds me of my grandmother's & mother's kitchens. Old school southern cooks are some of the best around. Do you think they worry about fat, sodium, or calories? Um, no. No they don't. They want you to leave full and happy. The biggest insult to a soul food cook is for you to leave hungry. If you want bland, soul food is not for you. Anyway, who wants bland? Not I, said the pig.
In case some of you are not from the deep south & wonder what in the world is soul food, I found a great website that describes what it is. I love the line that says: "...all soul food is southern food, but not all southern food is soul food". Amen to that. If you've never eaten soul food, I'm so sorry. It's homemade with heaps of love, so you an have happiness on your plate.
I love collard greens, but they have to be cooked right. (as all…