Hugging The Coast's blog
". . . like souls, remembering. . . "
My neighbor Jimbo wanted to give me a taste of his home and of his granny’s good cooking. “Y’ever hear of creazes?”
Creases? Croesus? As is often the case with southern idiom, I was lost. “Uh. . .what?”
Goobers on the Half Shell
Like self-discipline, a taste for boiled peanuts is often said to be something that is 'acquired.'
