by Robin | Dec 24, 2019 | Christmas, Family, Family Traditions, Recipes, Uncategorized
A backstory before the recipe Years before I crossed blogging paths with the Pioneer Woman, I married a man whose mama was the Queen of the Kitchen. Sarah’s Southern cooking may not have been particularly calorie or health conscious, but it was legendary....
by Robin | Feb 15, 2018 | Art, Celebrations, Faith, Family, Family Traditions, Inspiring, Life Philosophy, Memoir, Mothers and daughters, Personal, Valentine Tea, Valentine's Day
i. Today is Valentine’s Day, one of my favorite days of the year, one of the happiest reasons to celebrate life: it’s all about love. I am wearing hot pink shoes now, but I think I’ll be changing into the ones dipped in glitter, gold and a...
by Robin | May 3, 2017 | Family, Family Traditions, Favorite things, Friends, friendship, Grace Table, Uncategorized
After we got engaged I couldn’t wait to finally get to choose an everyday china pattern and register for our dishes and gifts. (How in the world was that almost 30 years ago?) I didn’t need to choose fine china; I had inherited my mother’s Malden by...
by Robin | Nov 20, 2016 | Family, Family Traditions, Grace Table, Uncategorized
I still remember the first time I met her, emerging from the shadow of her garage to meet us at the car. Her eyes were the same piercing blue as his; or rather, I suppose, his, hers. I think I told her so right then. I don’t know if he and I were in love yet but...
by Robin | Jan 13, 2016 | Family, Family Traditions, Favorite things, Nostalgia, Personal, Uncategorized
Looking back through my lens as a parent, it’s difficult to understand why my father allowed it– Me going to an out-of-state college four years, especially in light of what influenced my decision: It was only 90 minutes from home. I loved the Tiger...
by Robin | Feb 14, 2015 | (in)courage, Faith, Family, Family Traditions, Memoir, Mom stuff, Mothers and daughters, Personal, Valentine Tea, Valentine's Day
Valentine’s Day isn’t about romance or passion to me. Instead, it’s a blur of fizzy affections tethered first to grade school then later to a woman of valor. I grew up in a Mayberry-esque town before the internet or big box craft stores were born....