My youngest daughter is celebrating her birthday today, and one of our long standing traditions is the birthday girl gets to pick what she wants for Sunday dinner that week. We had that dinner this […]
There are certain things that tell you you’re in the South long before you ever see a road sign. Kudzu on the power lines. A porch swing that’s been there longer than the house. And […]
Mountain hospitality is a funny thing. Outsiders think it means we’re all sweet tea and porch swings, waving at strangers like we’re in a parade. And sure, we can be friendly. But real mountain hospitality […]
There are plenty of odd chapters in Southern pop culture, but few are as wonderfully strange as the rise and fall of Billy Beer. It arrived in 1977 with all the subtlety of a marching […]
Kudzu is the only plant I know that wakes up every morning choosing violence. Most plants mind their business. Kudzu looks around, cracks its knuckles, and says, “I think I’ll take that mailbox today.” You […]
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