I’m going to tell you a story. A family of five generations was preparing the holiday dinner together. In the kitchen, the youngest child watched as her mother trimmed a 1” piece off of each end of a massive ham before placing it in a large broiler pan in preparation...
I’m the lucky one this Thanksgiving. I’m not hosting—I’m the hostee. My girls and I are visiting a friend in Atlanta this week. I’m ecstatic because that means I don’t have to clean my house for anyone. It makes me wonder if my Georgian hostess is scrubbing her...
I know I’ve blogged about movies a lot, but they make such an indelible impression. Holiday movies even more so. In fact, I have to watch my annual Christmas flicks with a box of tissues to go along with my popcorn. I’m such a sap. Last night, I sat down with my...
