Pasta Salad and the World’s Biggest Pig

My mother had convinced me to eat the tri-colored noodles by calling them “curly pigtails.” I believe my fascination with pigs began one Labor Day while attending our river-town’s parade and celebration. People who don’t regularly venture out of their holler will rarely miss an opportunity to buy a stockpile of cheap fireworks or fool […]

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The Smell of Cucumbers

I’ll never forget the summers I had as a child growing up in the hills of Appalachia. I was always sweaty, dirty, and ecstatically happy. Childhood summer days are especially long and wonderful, and always require a breezy outdoor nap post-popsicle or watermelon wedge. Other summer musts include: developing immunity to poison ivy and having […]

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Different

After being around baseball my entire life, I have the superpower of being able to spot a baseball boy or a ballplayer’s love interest from any in a crowd. I brag now that I can almost certainly guess what position a player occupies just by the way he acts and appears off the field.  A […]

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Comfortable Being Uncomfortable

As a mother of two precious boys, I’ve been fairly successful at keeping them contained in an organic-antibacterial-padded-and-safety-locked bubble. Oh, how I love that bubble! I’d keep them there forever if I could. But as they grow and we are called out from the comfort of our home, I’m realizing that not everywhere has been […]

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Sauerkraut and Conspiracy Theories

Appalachians are historically suspicious folk.  It probably started in 1792 when George Washington led about 13,000 militia to Pittsburgh.  After trying to resolve the issue peacefully, several small farmers still refused to pay a new tax on distilled spirits that had been meant to relieve the financial burden of the Revolutionary War.  According to the […]

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