I love eggplant. Charlie’s attitude toward eggplant: meh. But he loves eggplant Parmesan. But his throat has become delicate over the years, and he can’t tolerate breaded stuff. So 1) we only have eggplant when I can get a nice small one from the farmers…

“Pastor called and said she was coming to visit me and I couldn’t find a pen.” That’s my mama. I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about Charlie’s sausage and bean soup. A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What would your main character have done? OR write…

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