Lately, I’ve been craving a meal that feels like home. Not just in taste—but in spirit. I want to make:
- Cabbage mixed with collard greens, because both deserve a seat at the table. They’re earthy, tender, and packed with wisdom—just like the voices I grew up listening to in my childhood kitchen.
- Fried Chicken, with crispy skin and seasoned just right. The kind that crackles with love and whispers, “Baby, sit down and rest a while.”
- Golden Cornbread, fresh from the oven, with edges just a little crisp and a heart that crumbles warm in your hand. A slice of peace that pairs perfectly with everything.
Inside the mind of cree 