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Hey Folks,
Allie, here I know it has been a while since I last wrote a post. You know how it goes when you are in demand. Well, let me rephrase that when you are lazy like me. It seems like all I do is sleep and eat. And I am doing more of that now that my big sister Kata is home and I am not spending my time helping my mommy in her office.
But there is one thing that Read more [...]Allie’s Love Language is Written in Bil-Jac Treats
This post was sponsored by my favorite treats. I received yummy treats in exchange for my excitement.
Hey Folks,
Allie, here I know it has been a while since I last wrote a post. You know how it goes when you are in demand. Well, let me rephrase that when you are lazy like me. It seems like all I do is sleep and eat. And I am doing more of that now that my big sister Kata is home and I am not spending my time helping my mommy in her office.
But there is one thing that Read more [...]
Anyone that has ever been to my house knows that when I am in the mood to cook, I cook. Although with our busy lives it is not always possible when I get the opportunity to try out new recipes I jump at the chance. And when I was asked if I would like to review a new cookbook from Southern Living called Sunday Suppers by Cynthia Graubart, I couldn't wait for it to come in the mail. When I received it in the mail, I immediately started combing through it looking for my next cooking experiment. And 
This post was made in conjunction with the JB Duke Hotel.
The past few days I have been telling you about the stay at the Washington Duke Inn & Golf Club and how it reminded me of an old southern mansion from long ago days. Well just down the hill from the inn is their sister property the JB Duke Hotel. These two properties could not have been any more different if they tried. But they did have one thing in common, and that is southern hospitality. Courtney and I were able 
I have so many fond memories of crowding around the table with all my sisters for a breakfast for dinner night when I was growing up. One of my favorite things to eat was French Toast and Bacon. My mom and dad always teamed up for this particular dish. Dad cooked the bacon while mom made french toast. And of course, if we had just recently taken a trip to visit in Massachusetts we would have fresh maple syrup from Vermont.
I often have thought about those times when I was little, I miss them 
