It’s time for a new badge for One-Liner Wednesday, so go to Linda G. Hill’s blog (Linda is the founder of the feast) and vote on your favorite! My grandpa had an odd, understated way about him. He would say something negative or faintly complimentary,…
My grandfather, as faithful readers of this blog know, was both kind and a lover of good food. On a previous Wednesday, I posted one of his responses to a dish that didn’t come out the way the cook meant for it to: “That don’t…
People from Kentucky don’t like to be called hicks. But I’m from Kentucky, and my language betrays me. At one point, I wanted to go into acting, so I schooled myself to speak without an accent. When I didn’t go into acting, my mother said…
