Category : Drink

One day, my youngest granddaughter came over with sticky hands and a plastic cup filled with something yellow, frosty, and far too sweet. She declared...

We didn’t have air conditioning when I was a little girl, not even the small window units. Summers in my childhood home were filled with...

I remember one Sunday afternoon, after church, we were sitting under the old maple tree in my backyard. The air was heavy with the scent...

One summer afternoon, long after I’d retired from teaching, my grandchildren burst through the back door with their cheeks flushed and hair tousled from a...

Another day, I offered to run dessert duty at our neighborhood block party in the small town where I taught for 30 years. I didn’t...

On Tuesdays, the local market near the post office puts out boxes of overly ripe bananas for a discount. The vendor knows me well now,...