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Sunday Family Day: Quiet House, Crockpot Cooking, and Down-Home Living
In my home Sunday mornings in my home are supposed to be family days, but life doesn’t always line up that way. Tomorrow for the first time on a Sunday it will just be Junior and me at home. Everyone else—David, Charlie, and Bradley—will be working. So instead of a full house and a full table, it will be a quieter version of Sunday. But I still try to keep the heart of Sunday the same. Slow. Simple. Grounded. Gerald is hanging out downstairs watching tv. I have the tv on in the background in my room as I work on a few blog post this morning. Dinner is going…
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Life in the Kitchen: Why Simple Meals Still Anchor a Busy Week
I don’t know about you but in my home there comes a point when my family realize the meals that matter most aren’t always the ones that take hours to prepare. Which is why I thought I would share life in the kitchen: why simple meals still anchor a busy week for our family. Is it like that with your family? When I was younger, I thought the most important meals were the holiday dinners. Including Thanksgiving with a table full of food or Christmas meals shared with family. Along with Birthday celebrations with cake and presents waiting afterward. Those were the meals everyone talked about and looked forward to…
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Grandma’s Kind of Cooking
For me Sundays used to feel slower. Quieter. Like the whole world paused long enough for us to breathe, sit around the table, and eat something warm that smelled like love. There was time to breathe and visit friends. My grandma didn’t need fancy ingredients or Pinterest boards. She cooked with what she had, LOVE seasoned with her heart, and a pinch of that a smidgen of this and she would feed whoever walked through the door. After handing them a glass of Sweet Tea or Buttermilk if she didn’t tell them to help themselves. And today — in the middle of our chaos, our Dollar Tree snack runs, our…



