A few weeks ago, we were feeling a little homesick… we were in downtown Phoenix and looking for some good southern food… and BOY did we find it!

Mrs. White’s… I’ve told you about my grandmother, right? Well, her name is Mrs. White. It has always been the source of perfect fun growing up… (answering machines that say, “You have reached the White House”, addressing mail to “The White House”, and on and on)…

Look at that chicken Fried Steak! Holy Goodness. Yes, that is a firetruck on the table next to the tea. My son is six. It’s how we roll. Please don’t tell him that it is not actually ‘Red’ from the Disney movie ‘Cars’. I will be in big trouble if he finds out.

So true… It was perfect, because it is what my grandmother would tell me to do. I should take her advice more often.

You do see the cornbread with the crispedey bottom right? Oh my.

I hope today that you have Kool-Aid that good. I hope today that someone reminds you what to do in an emergency. I hope you smile at someone today and make their heart warm.

Thanks for stopping by!