“Sister, Sister”
I threw a Christmas luncheon for The Golden Girls. Longtime listeners know them as Mama and her sisters, Marleta and Judy. The only thing that would’ve made the Sister/Sister party any better would’ve been had my own siblings been able to come in to share the day with that venerated generation above us. To know the Golden Girls is to love them. Ask my BBF.
Grace Came to Stay
Hey friends and family and readers who feel like friends and family. I hope all of you had a lovely Christmas filled to the brim with peace, love, and joy. The man and I are Louisiana bound today after a Houston visit with the Baby Beau Czars and their parents. I'm riding shotgun, totally wrapped up in the new Logos 5 upgrade to my beloved
Savoring as an Art Form!
What do you get when you bake chocolate muffins, top them with small mountains of peanut butter mousse frosting, and cool them in the fridge, before dipping them upside down into the type of melted hot chocolate that forms a hard shell over that melt in your mouth icing? Answer: Very, happy, All Things Southern baby czars, wired for sound. I’m pretty sure my daughter
Egbert Roscoe Murrow in the Southern Quote
Egbert was born April 25, 1908 to Quaker parents in Guilford County, North Carolina. The family home was a log cabin without electricity or plumbing. When he was six years old his family moved across the country to western Washington state 30 miles south of the Canadian border. Young Egbert was an excellent student. After high school he enrolled in Washington State, where he majored
Shellie’s Secret Recipe Chicken
Welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. We’re cooking my Secret Recipe Chicken today. Take this to that pot luck Christmas party at the church and you’ll top everyone’s list. So here's the secret. We’re combining artichoke hearts with our chicken breast today, but you can't tell people up front. Avowed anti-artichoke people will devour this, trust me. Now let me show you how to whip
Letting Mama Cat Out of the Bag
The story goes that once upon a time a husband and wife were headed to the biggest Christmas party of the season. After dressing to the nines, they phoned the local cab company and requested a taxi. Then they switched on a night-light, turned up the answering machine, covered the pet parakeet and put the cat in the backyard. Soon, the taxi pulled up to the
Just in Time! The 2012 All Things Southern Don’t Go There Gift Guide
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Belle Rules of Regifting!
Hey y'all! I just heard that today was International Regifting Day-- which, of course, brought to mind a helpful guideline I wrote on the subject in my last book, Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy. In the event that you haven't read that book, (and I will forgive you if this is so), I offer you those thoughts here as a little Merry Christmas
Giving up the Perfect Prayer
Over the last few years I’ve met a ton of neat authors, many of whom have kindly shared some of their hard earned lessons in our industry. I’ve also been blessed with good counsel from agents and editors, but one of the best pieces of writing advice I’ve ever received has to be: “Don’t get it right, get it written.” The phrasing makes it easy to
Sequoyah in the Southern Quote
He was born somewhere around 1776 in an Indian village in Tennessee. His mother was the daughter of a Cherokee Chief, his father a Virginia fur trader who abandoned them before he was born. He grew up, married a Cherokee woman, and started a family, working as a silversmith to support them before becoming one of a number of Cherokees to fight under General Andrew