Janis Owens

Since American Ghost came out last week (or week before? Is it passing that quickly?) I have been speaking and driving, and driving and speaking, in that order. After two years of conversation about cornbread and butter-beans with Cracker Kitchen, I thought the segue into American Ghost would be a mite bumpy, but so far, so smooth. Southerners love story, food, and history in about the same measure, and in final send-off of my years in test kitchen, food blogs, and cook-offs, I recommend a final recipe for your consideration, courtesy of my cousin Marcie. Click here to continue...

I‘m going down to Ocala tomorrow with an assortment of Mama’s granddaughters to do a final great day of cleaning on her house. In the process of nailing our plans with daddy, I casually asked about his ghostly “shadder.” He has never been too worried about it, and told me that since it seemed to originate in Mama’s old bedroom at the end of the hall, he’d simply moved his bedroom there, if for no other reason than he was tired of being haunted. In consequence, the ghostly “shadder” has ceased its nightly appearances. Click here to continue...