ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
It was a short drive we’d made hundreds of times before, yet on Christmas Eve night of my seventh year, the gravel road felt different beneath the car. From my spot in the backseat, I gazed at the glittery night. Snow-covered fields stretched beneath a moon so full it nearly swallowed the land. Momma turned up the radio when Bing Crosby dreamed of a white Christmas and for once, for us, a white Christmas would be real.
And I wondered if every seventh Christmas brought snow.Continue Reading
I love love love this time of year. This time of year right before Christmas. This time of year when the days are pale and cold, and the bundling up to go for a walk takes as long as the walk itself.
Yesterday, I read half a book and napped on the couch underneath blankets. Two warm schnauzers curled next to me. I felt a little under the weather, a little tired, a little like maybe I needed to hibernate the afternoon away. So I did. Dreaming away the cold. Sunday afternoon is good for that.Continue Reading
Barbecue Chipotle Meatballs are sure to be a hit at your next shindig, unless you’re a vegetarian. And if that’s the case, this may very well be your kryptonite. This dish packs some heat and couldn’t be easier to make. That’s a good thing when you’re hosting a shindig.
This recipe has been stashed away in my family favorite cookbook since 2008 when I clipped it from Southern Living magazine. (I know because it’s dated.) And I make it from time to time but not often enough.Continue Reading
