One Sunday afternoon, my grandkids were buzzing around the kitchen, asking for something “cool and sweet—but not boring.” I glanced at the pantry and saw...
Every Sunday afternoon after church, my sister and I would visit Auntie Mae’s cozy kitchen. She always had a spread of cheerful dishes ready—macaroni salad,...
Last weekend, my daughter and grandson came over for a visit—the kind of slow, sweet weekend that makes me grateful for family and simple pleasures....