The other night I had a craving for my grandmother Pearl’s fried green tomatoes. She had a knack for preparing every dish from scratch just like her mother did while growing up in the hollers of Mossy Bottom, Kentucky. Continue reading
The other night I had a craving for my grandmother Pearl’s fried green tomatoes. She had a knack for preparing every dish from scratch just like her mother did while growing up in the hollers of Mossy Bottom, Kentucky. Continue reading
Modern Hen home 