Maw’s Long-handle Serving Spoon

You know how a sound or smell can bring up a memory? Today, I smelled something that took me back to Saturday dinners (known as lunch outside the South) at Maw and Pop’s house. When I’d come in the carport door, the sound of the pressure cooker steam-rattling away on the stove was an immediate siren-song pulling me around the corner into the kitchen. … Read More Maw’s Long-handle Serving Spoon