About Me


Food, family, friends and Jesus.

That was the soul of both my maternal and paternal grandmothers’ kitchens and now that I’m a grandmother, I find that is also the soul of my kitchen.

I love good food, real food. Not the culinary arts school, fancy-schmancy food, but real stick-to-your-ribs food. The kind mothers and grandmothers cooked back in the day. When I was kid growing up, there was always something cooking and delicious aromas coming from the kitchen. My mother and both grandmothers were great cooks. My paternal grandmother made the absolute best chicken and dumplings. My maternal grandmother was known far and wide for her fantastic pies. When friends visited my home, my mother always seemed to have homemade bread hot from the oven. I don’t recall a single day growing up when my mother didn’t have a hot meal on the table when my dad got home from work.  I come from a long line of good cooks and I carry on the tradition.

I also love the Lord and I’m not ashamed to tell it.

God has blessed me beyond measure and I will praise his name and share the gospel at any opportunity. I look forward to the day when I hear Him say to me, “Welcome home, my good and faithful servant.” I love the scripture written by Paul in 2 Timothy 4:7 “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 4:8 Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day – and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.”

If you love good food, the company of family and true friends, and have a heart for Christ, come on and join me in my kitchen. Grab a cup of something hot and sit a spell, you never know what topic might be on the table.

6 thoughts on “About Me

  1. Hi Cindy. I came across your blog this morning, didn’t realize it was yours till Cheryl Dennison (my sons former teacher) had posted a comment on my page. It brought back so many wonderful memories of my grandma Alyce, honestly it sounded as if you were writing it about her. I will definitely show this to my mom, she likes to read things like this. 🙂

  2. I too am not ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ for it is the power of God unto salvation. Heaven forbid when the church no longer needs the Altar.

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