In our COVID-era cocoons, a lot of us have consumed a lion’s share of HGTV along with “Selling Sunset” and “Selling Tampa” on Netflix, absorbing what’s new and hot …
One Sunday morning after church, Eileen and Tom Hatch were making the slow crawl up Westmont Drive in the heart of Haymount. As usual, Tom peeked down Hillcrest Avenue as they drove past, his eyes …
Here in a red metal building off the beaten path in Stedman, with the faint smell of sawdust and varnish lingering in the air, people hand off their family heirlooms and then hope against hope for the improbable.
The use of plants to add color and vibrancy to interiors has been on the rise for some years now, and that trend doesn’t seem to be fading anytime soon. In fact, the biophilic home decor trend has been forecasted to continue to reign in 2022.
German hospitality is easy to define. Eat and eat some more – and then take food home with you to enjoy later. But contrary to popular belief, many traditional dishes and even some desserts are not necessarily heavy.
Tri’Nai Johnson always wanted to have a vegetable garden. She yearned for the luxury of walking into her backyard, carrying a basket over her arm and filling it with good things to feed her …
I always like to add a block of cream cheese with the customary shredded cheddar to the basic white sauce when I make macaroni and cheese. Most recently, however, there wasn’t a single block of cream cheese to be found on the grocery store shelf.
All is quiet in the kitchen of Hot Diggidy Dog on Roxie Avenue. This is where the magic happens about an hour before the crowds start to line up around 11 a.m. on weekdays for their favorite hot dogs, burgers, fried bologna sandwiches, chili-cheese fries, onion rings and, quite possibly, the thickest, most strawberry-licious shakes on the planet.
You might say that Mary Kate Morgan didn’t really get a “kick” out of her early impression of the man she would one day marry. They were preschoolers on the soccer field when she tentatively tried out for a pint-size recreation league team. She booted the ball and 5-year-old Joseph Riddle chuckled.
On a recent weeknight, as we routinely do, my husband and I tag-teamed the post-suppertime, pre-bedtime chaos to which many parents are accustomed. He loaded the dishwasher and scoured pots and pans while I cleared the table and doled out homework folders and bath-time commands.