I am from the South, born in Atlanta, Georgia, and raised by parents from two small, country towns in northern part of Florida. Whenever I eat Mom’s cooking, I get a hearty, delicious reminder of that. I wasn’t a big fan of grits (a porridge made from ground, dried corn) when I was living here in Georgia, but when my Mom asked my what I wanted for breakfast my first morning back, I really wanted some for some reason. I had the classic, southern-style breakfast: grits, eggs, and toast (I loved using the apple jelly). Once I took that first bite, my whole childhood came rushing back, memories of running around the house with my little brother, playing Nintendo on Saturday mornings. This was that soul-warming, pick-me-up-that-I-needed food that only Mom could make. I have to say, my mother is the most AMAZING cook, I’m sure everybody says that about their Mom’s but I truly, truly mean it. Momma Ash’s food is SO good. If you’re ever in Georgia some time, try some with me, and you’ll understand exactly what I mean. I hope she’ll be gracious enough to make molasses cookies and peach pie. The desserts that I simply can’t get enough of. Mommy, thank you so much for making my day with that home-cooked meal. Oh my goodness, it’s so good to be back home.
Happy as a lark,
So I finished up my last day at work, and after doing that, the following evening I stayed up all...