A Bowl of Cherries


Happy 100th Tablescape Thursday to Susan and followers of Between Naps on the Porch! Thank you Susan, for hosting such a fun event & providing dishaholics everywhere with a weekly fix ~

 In celebration, I set my own porch, Vintage Style with bowls of cherries~ complete with a cherry pie. I’m sure there is enough for everyone :-)

 If you’re like me, you search for inspiration for your tablescape by theme, color, flowers, or an upcoming holiday. Sometimes your inspiration comes in the form of a special accessory. . . for me this week it was my vintage scale with bird and cherries.

 And this book~

This delightful book, The Vintage Table sparked my imagination and compelled me to share it in the form of an Edible Review at Food for Thought~  a wonderful & delicious blog for readers with an appetite. . .for the written word and food. Hosted by my talented & lovely friend Jain, of Once in a Blue Moon, every two weeks, you are invited to join by sharing a book review in an edible fashion. It’s a fun place to play and visit~  where you can always find something feed your mind, your senses, and your tummy :-) You can read more about this book and see the complete book review, if you’d like here.

This quilt was my Great-Aunt’s that had suffered years of neglect in a hot attic before being rescued. As a result, it is tissue-thin in places and tattered. I use it around my Christmas tree at the Lake, that I decorate with vintage ornaments~  I tenderly tuck it around the base of the tree for a skirt  (like Linus does his blanket around Charlie Brown’s tree :-)  The rest of the year, it is folded in a closet. It was happy to come out and play the part of my tablecloth, but in reality I wouldn’t use it that way, due to its fragile state.


From The Vintage Table:


“Your table is not only the place where you gather for meals– it is also a canvas for your creativity and for the treasures you’ve gathered over the years. Each day offers you a chance to surround yourself with what you love. . .”

  This vintage pastry roller I keep on an open shelf in my kitchen. I was drawn to it for the color and the graphics~ and the idea of who had used it previously and what they might have baked, rather than for my love of baking~  while I am an avid reader, I’m really more of a reluctant baker :-)

“Day-opened roses in an elegant silver vase are always a harbinger of easy romantic style, while gerbera daisies in luscious colors looks as friendly as a Labrador puppy. Whatever kind you choose, flowers are an essential element to the vintage table.”



 “The vintage table setting does not follow precise rules. Arranging one is not a chess game but rather an easy, playful round of checkers. It is textural and layered. A variety of unlike pieces somehow come together.” 



Another tip  from The Vintage Table:

“. . .find a style that you love. You need not create it on a grand scale. The only requirement is that your tabletop reflects your personal flair.”

Flatware~ Home Goods
Napkins, Cherry Measuring Cups, Glasses & Colander~ Pier 1
Plates~ Lennox Butterfly Meadow


“This beautifully photographed book will inspire you to make sitting at your table a frequent pleasure and to enjoy what you have–every day.”

Thank you Susan for allowing us to widen and share our arranging arsenal. For more delightful tablescapes be sure to visit the Porch~

 I’m also joining Sue at It’s a Very Cherry World! for Rednesday &  Suzanne, The Coloradolady for Vintage Thingie Thursday.


The Vintage Table




The Vintage Table ***** by Jacqueline de Montravel  (and the Editors of Romantic Homes Magazine)





I’m joining Jain with my Edible Book Review at Food for Thought, where pages from your book magically mix with the kitchen and your camera.






 This book is a feast for the eyes, chock full of beautiful photographs and inspiration for setting your table with vintage pieces~ combining them with modern-day finds and unexpected accents. Divided by season, there are instructions and principles on proportion & scale, linens, glassware, flowers and more. You will be inspired to create themes that are nostalgic and channel yesteryear, but are a modern version of vintage~ a freestyle approach that exudes a twenty-first-century sensibility. If you enjoy vintage style and tablescaping, this book is for you.  





 “Your table is not only the place where you gather for meals– it is also a canvas for your creativity and for the treasures you’ve gathered over the years. Each day offers you a chance to surround yourself with what you love. . .”






“Vintage pieces are timeless and classic. They are marked by superior characteristics such as an appealing texture, a bold print, or a particular delicacy, for example that of a porcelain tea set. Vintage items have an enduring appeal due to their palatable colors, make, or design. They originate from a past time, usually at least twenty-five years ago, but their aesthetic value endures beyond the flighty trends the future will bring.”






 I keep this pastry roller on a shelf in my kitchen~ I picked it up at a flea market, not because I’m an enthusiastic baker :-), but because I liked the graphics on the tube and it was a fun accessory that looked good against my black shelving when we redid our kitchen about 8 years ago.







“The vintage table setting does not follow precise rules. Arranging one is not a chess game but rather an easy, playful round of checkers. It is textural and layered. A variety of unlike pieces somehow come together.”





This kitchen scale I found at the same flea market~ I loved the bird decal which may not have been original. I keep it over my cabinets in the laundry room with some other vintage garden-related items. Since the bird is feasting on cherries, I couldn’t resist feasting on some myself. . .







 No mention of a cherry pie in this book, but I took this advice about meshing food and style:


  “Food and style mesh as a feast for the eyes, and become more enjoyable when you eat them using beloved possessions.”





Cherry Pie, recipe here











 These vintage S&P shakers were transformed and repurposed into a tassel/napkin ring, by someone who cleverly beaded them and gave them a new life, when the mate to the salt/pepper disappeared or was broken :-)





“Color is the go-to accent to make eyes widen, to soothe, or to excite.”






“Invite Mother Nature to your table and you will be delighted by her earthy contributions. Cachepots of herbs, clusters of pinecones, seashells, and other beach bounties are dependable contributors.”






“Practical and durable pieces, such as a classic teapot, are always a smart investment for your arranging arsenal.” . . .  ‘arranging arensal’~ don’t you love that?






“Day-opened roses in an elegant silver vase are always a harbinger of easy romantic style, while gerbera daisies in luscious colors looks as friendly as a Labrador puppy. Whatever kind you choose, flowers are an essential element to the vintage table.”






”  ‘Check the forcast for a bright day, which is the best time to catch fairies’ –such is the wording on the invitations sent for a party that would have made Walt Disney smile.”








“Spring fosters a lighter mood that will be revealed on the table. It can be a simple, elegant affair where a few star pieces glimmer under sunnier light. Or you might surrender to spring’s seduction and forgo the ironed napkins for more informal linens. They say that wrinkles add character.”






“Red is the trusted unifier when there is an overwhelming display to choose from. . .”





“Summer encourages a simple way of life, one that celebrates the treasured traditions of a more innocent time, a time that feels as if it will never end– if only because you don’t want it to!”






“Since summer moves at a slower pace, retro pieces fall perfectly into this mode. They remind us of days when we anticipated the sound of the Good Humor truck’s bell, soda pop from the bottle, and Radio Flyer wagons.”







With the suggestion of breakfast being an opportunity for creating an eye-catching table, I decided to set a tray with oatmeal adorned with “drizzles of glistening honey”  . . .









“Though it may not be a spa nestled in the valley of a mountain range or a seacoast retreat, a stellar tabletop is like a serene sanctuary. On this tiny island, the world’s axis seems to spin at a slower speed. Crystal and silver do dreamy things with light. Food tastes better when eaten from timeworn china.”




















“A vintage table celebrates the beauty of unlike things grouped together.”





“Like a child who becomes a skilled writer from the enjoyment of reading, find a style that you love. You need not create it on a grand scale. The only requirement is that your tabletop reflects your personal flair.”






Be sure to visit Food for Thought and find out what everyone is reading & eating

Backseat Saints




Backseat Saints **** by Joshilyn Jackson




I’m joining Jain with my Edible Book Review at Food for Thought, where pages from your book magically mix with the kitchen and your camera.





Rose Mae Lolley, a minor character from gods in Alabama is resurrected and returns in this story that takes off like a shot.


Rose Mae, a survivor of a motherless childhood and an abusive father, is used to reinventing herself.  Fleeing from her childhood home in Alabama, she is reincarnated in Texas, as Mrs. Ro Grandee, Thom’s “cool mouthed wife whose tongue would not melt butter”. Her locale and her name may have changed, but now she has traded her father’s punches for her husband’s. Ro is by turns fierce, funny, and flawed. Trying to avoid a fate of death by marriage~ she flees again with her pawpy’s ancient .45 and her three-legged dog, Gretel. Prepare yourself for a roller coaster ride of a story that is highly entertaining~ with twists and turns while Ro/Rose Mae tries to survive her bruises & blows the best way she knows how. . .with her wits, a gun, and some steamy sex. 


 Jackson has crafted a “riveting read that simply flies off the page with prose as luscious as sweet tea and as spicy as Texas chili. . .” 

~Library Journal






 “The next thing I knew, I was zooming east down Highway 40 toward home, praying harder than I had ever prayed in my whole life. I called every saint it seemed might do a lick of good. I called them loud, demanding out intervention with the kind of flailing desperation that can rise when even hope has left.”


“Francis,  patron of cars and drivers, answered first. He was in the car with me. I could hear him breathing easy in the seat behind me. Then Michael took the seat beside Francis. He’d come to close the eyes of his policemen, making their radar guns heavy in their hands, sending them for coffee at any Dunkin’ Donuts that took them off my path.”






“I recognized Rose Mae, working to save my ass while Ro Grandee, professional nice girl and dedicated victim, hunched and writhed in a lathery panic. Rose knew to press the cool bottle to my eyes to take the swelling down and ease the red. When next I saw Thom Grandee, I could not look like I’d been crying.”



 Ro Grandee’s weapons of survival:

“A clean home, good gun sales, better meat loaf, best sex.”





I didn’t have to look very hard for food references in this book, which made Food for Thought easy. Ro is adept at using her culinary skills as her arsenal~ to keep Thom happy and his fists from flying.


“On Wednesday, Thom looked down at the meat loaf on his plate with one lip curling, as if I’d served up possum sushi. It was a beautiful meat loaf, too, made with half ground pork and lots of sage like his mother’s, only I didn’t overcook mine until it tasted like a chunk of mummy.”





Thom is about to come unhinged since he was anticipating chicken for dinner.  Compliant Ro offers to make chicken instead while he watches TV, suggesting he take meat loaf sandwiches to work for the week. Using Ro’s suggestion, I thought I would do the same~  My husband is a fan of meat loaf  while I am NOT, but I thought I could add some burger toppings to “mask” the meat loaf  for me :-)





Ranch Dressing, Monterey Jack Cheese, Dill Pickle Stackers & Crispy Fried Onions






Carmelized Onion, Provolone & Mushroom








 Mozzarella, Basil & Sundried Tomato/ Red Pepper Pesto on Asiago Cheese Flatbread~ the favorite!









Barbecue Sauce, Bacon, Monterey Jack/Cheddar & Sweet Pickle










 The verdict?  I can eat meat loaf this way :-)





 Thom’s parents, who own a gun shop where Ro & Thom both work, are less than thrilled to have a Catholic for a daughter-in-law:


“Charlotte, who’d been born and raised in a border town, believed it was the excessive Catholic breeding of Mexicans that was wrecking Texas. Joe was a more practical racist, who understood that without illegal immigrants he might have to pay a decent wage to get his yard done.”


“The church had me till I was eight. It’s easier on everyone if I go to y’all’s church on Sundays, what with your folks acting like incense and praying to saints is straight up witchcraft. But you don’t stop being Catholic because you stop going to mass. I may be in your church, Thom, but don’t ever think I’m of it.”



 In addition to a racist and a bigot, Joe is a bit of a pervert:




I went with another cornbread reference, though not nearly as colorful~ for my recipe:







 Broccoli  Cheddar Cornbread, recipe here.





This version of this recipe linked above, calls for making this cornbread as muffins. You can also bake it in an 8 x 8 pan (or 8 x 12 if you like your cornbread a little drier, like my husband does). Adjust your cooking time to 30 minutes. Since this is a great side with spicy Texas Chili, I thought this would be appropriate  :-)








“I could only make that awful bird noise again, that whooping. I recognized that sound. It was the sound of me not breathing. Not breathing was a hazy place, and pain was a box of kittens who had curled up all around me. I could feel warm, furry pockets of them pressed into my ribs and back and hips and belly where his fists had touched. Still more nested in my hair and wrapped around one shoulder like a stole.”


“I fell down stairs,” becomes Ro’s refrain. The ER nurse that has treated her before, urges her to let her call the police. Still denying it, Ro tells her, “Okay. Have them arrest the stairs.”







“An hour-long blink later, and Thom was there, holding a huge bright spray of wildflowers. His nose was swollen, and I felt instantly, savagely pleased. He looked at me with sorry, bad-dog eyes, ready to pet his Ro, as if she was still spread thick as putty over Rose Mae. He should have known better. We’d been married five years. I wondered how he could look at me, limp in my hospital bed, and not see he’d beaten his girl clean off me. I was Rose Mae Lolley, almost alone in a hospital bed, waiting to be released.”


“The hole in my own slivered rib had stabbed into my lung resealed itself. The hospital pulled my pretty morphine tube, and I started a new, less intense romance with Percocet.”





“I wanted none of Ro’s things touching me, and the long hair my husband loved felt like a most offensive bit of Ro-ness. I strode to the kitchen and yanked my meat shears out of the butcher-block knife rack on the counter.”



“The braided cable of hair looked like a long, glossy pet that had coiled up at my feet. It was sleek and dark, more than a foot long, so thick I doubted I could get my finger and thumb wrapped all the way around it. I looked down at it and felt no remorse. I felt not connection to it at all. It was nothing more than a brown black rope that Thom could damn well never hang me from again.”





“Ro Grandee was harder to peel off myself than leprosy.”





“Daddy had raised me in the house my mother had abandoned, drinking until his vision blurred too much to focus on all the bare spaces where my mother wasn’t standing. He drank so much, some days he had to furrow up his brow and squint to aim his fist proper at me.”


“My nicer memories–shooting with him, piggyback rides, pushes on the tire swing–were buried under the ten years after my mother left us. He’d beaten any chance at auld lang syne right out of me.”


“At night, I’d lie in bed and their angry voices would come through the thin walls, followed by the thump and clatter of his hands meeting her body in hard ways. I’d hear an open-handed slap crack like a distant rifle shot, hear my mother’s body banging into the walls. I’d roll out of bed and creep under it like Gretel in a thunderstorm waiting it out.”





“I’d been someone else, before my mother left. A regular girl, maybe like Bill’s Bunny. Jim Beverly and I had not been friends then. There was nothing in that girl to draw him. I didn’t remember her very well. My mother had left her, so I had left her too, not wanting to be a thing whose own mother couldn’t love her. I didn’t know her, but my mother must remember her and could help me remember, too. If I could abandon Rose Mae Lolley here, the way I’d left Ro Grandee back in Texas, I could start fresh.”




Ro’s mother accuses her of loving her father:


 “I shake my head at her, incredulous. ‘Of course I did. I was eight. I loved him when I was nine, too, and he dislocated my shoulder. What other daddy did I have? I didn’t even know there were other kinds.”







Last but not least, dessert~




 It seems only appropriate that my recipes for the Cornbread & Lemon Chess Pie came from Southern Living for this Edible Review :-)


 This pie was easy & good~ like a giant lemon bar!  You can find the recipe here.















I thought it was appropriate to end with this YouTube video of Joshilyn Jackson on her book tour~ titled Eating California.  I love her description of the roses & the comparison to New Orleans~  exactly why I read her books~ bull’s-eye accuracy that always makes me smile :-)







 Be sure to visit Food for Thought and see what everyone is reading & eating!



Z is for Zebra

This week’s letter assignment is the letter Z.


OK, so I wanted to go the NC Zoo, about an hour drive from where I live. My inner 5 year-old really, really wanted to go. I also wanted to take my own photos. It didn’t happen *sigh*.  I guess it was for the best as it was a million degrees this past weekend, with the humidity ratcheting up the temperature to a billion, so I sat in the comfort of my A/C with my laptop and got these great pictures from their photo gallery.

According to National Geographic:

“No animal has a more distinctive coat than the zebra. Each animal’s stripes are as unique as fingerprints—no two are exactly alike—although each of the three species has its own general pattern.”

Why do zebras have stripes at all? Scientists aren’t sure, but many theories center on their utility as some form of camouflage. The patterns may make it difficult for predators to identify a single animal from a running herd and distort distance at dawn and dusk. Or they may dissuade insects that recognize only large areas of single-colored fur or act as a kind of natural sunscreen. Because of their uniqueness, stripes may also help zebras recognize one another.”

“Zebras are social animals that spend time in herds. They graze together, primarily on grass, and even groom one another.”



“Plains (also known as Burchell’s or Grant’s) zebras are the most common species. They live in small family groups consisting of a male (stallion), several females, and their young. These units may combine with others to form awe-inspiring herds thousands of head strong, but family members will remain close within the herd.”


Visiting the Zoo animals  in my living room, I thought I would release my Zebra from the captivity of my plate rack, and set a tray with my other Zoo animals this week for my tablescape. . .

 Zebra/Tiger/ Leopard Plate – Raymond Waites for Certified International
Leopard Print Tray – Raymond Waites for Toyo
Animal Flatware- Murval
Leopard Glasses – Global Amici
Animal coffee mugs – Pier 1
Leopard Pitcher – Raymond Waites for Certified International
Runner –  Sweet Dreams
Napkin – Bed, Bath & Beyond

Get Some Stripes! as the box recommends and satisfy your junk food cravings with these. . .

  Little Debbie Zebra Cakes for dessert~

Zebra Cake Trifle~ layers of chocolate pudding, whipped cream and of course, Little Debbie Zebra Cakes.

If you’re looking for a good book to read in the comfort of your A/C to escape the heat~ try this one about a Dog named Enzo and a Zebra.

I highly recommend The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein~ You can read an Edible Review of this Book here.


It was the Zebra.”

Chloe & Gracie agree with Enzo~ the Zebra is very sneaky and evil and must be watched at all times. . .

Thanks to my hostesses to this week’s parties I’m linking to:

 Jenny Matlock’s Aphabe-Thursday for Alphabet Fun

 Susan ~ Between Naps on the Porch for Tablescape Thursday


Y is for Yountville

This week’s letter assignment is the letter Y.

I thought I’d bring you along with me to Yountville, Ca. where we visited in April.

“The Town of Yountville, renowned for its world-class restaurants and award winning chefs, has earned the unofficial title of ‘Culinary Capital of the Napa Valley’. From French, Italian, Pacific Rim, Bistro and California Cuisine to down-home comfort food, an array of fine dining and unmatched ambiance are yours to discover in Yountville. Located within walking distance of the Town’s well-appointed hotels, small luxury inns, premium wineries, activities and shopping one can indulge oneself with a romantic quiet dinner for two, casual patio dining, a leisurely lunch overlooking a vineyard or a cappuccino and croissant curbside. It’s your choice as you discover the culinary magic in Yountville.”


In 1831, George Calvert Yount saw the Napa Valley and declared, “In such a place I should love to clear the land and make my home. In such a place I should love to live and die.”


 I say~  Amen!  (I keeping my fingers crossed that we can make a return trip next year :-)



“As the first non-native settler in the Valley, Yount enlisted local Wappo Native Americans to help him build a Kentucky blockhouse and a mill. In 1855, he commissioned a surveyor to lay out the city. The new community was christened Sebastopol, even though there was a town with the same name in nearby Sonoma County. George Yount planted the first grape vine cutting into the fertile soil of the Valley. In 1867, two years after Yount’s death, the town was renamed Yountville in honor of its founder.”

Yountville has  managed to retain its rural charm and residential character.


 Let’s start with a cappuccino and croissant, curbside on our visit~

  Bouchon Bakery: 


“Baked goods. That is all. Yet they are a marvel of ingenuity and simplicity. All of our recipes are based on traditional French baking techniques – beautiful to behold, but even better to eat!”  


You can feast your eyes on these baked goodshere. Warning:  Have a napkin ready…the Drool-Factor is extremely high.

 Brix Restaurant and Gardens:   “An entirely new incarnation of the wine country classic, with a renewed focus on farm-to-table dining.”

“Just a stone’s throw from the restaurant, diners find the crown jewels of the grounds at Brix: Our flower and vegetable gardens and our orchard. Comprised of raised boxed beds and in-ground beds, it grows crops year-round. Tiny salad greens, fava beans and strawberries in the spring; French beans, eggplant, tomatoes, berries and melons in the summer, apples and pears, hard squash, potatoes and fresh onions in the fall, and Meyer lemons and sweet limes, sweet peas, Brussels sprouts, cauliflower Romenesco and butter lettuce in the winter. It’s not unusual to see our chefs out in the garden, gathering bunches of fruits, vegetables and herbs for the day’s specials.”


The restaurant’s vineyard produces grapes for an award-winning wine, Kelleher Family Vineyard “Brix Vineyard” Cabernet Sauvignon, which is served in the restaurant.

For more views of their private dining spaces, look here.

After lunch, visit the tasting salon at Hope & Grace. . .


   You may run into this handsome guy, Romeo~ appropriately named, and our greeter/ambassador while we were there.

 If you’re looking for a recipe to pair with your Hope & Grace Pinot Noir 

try Bacon and Wild Mushroom Risotto with Baby Spinach~  recipe courtesy Cooking Light,  here.

  If you’d like to see more photos, pairings, and canine ambassadors, click here 

You may want to dine at Bottega.  At the very least, enjoy the Outdoor Lounge.  I highly recommend the Truffle-Parmiggiano Fries (you have to keep your strength up for additional wine tastings :-)


    AND, If Polenta Heaven is your kind of Heavenwatch a video of Chef Michael Chiarello preparing Polenta Under Glass .

Bistro Jeanty

“In every day French life, it is the Bistro that is woven into the daily pattern of meals and celebrations. The Bistro is that little neighborhood restaurant where they know who you are, greet you warmly, and serve you satisfying foods that change with the seasons and define regional homey French cuisine.”

 You can experience Bistro Jeanty’s culinary magic in your own kitchen by downloading their world-famous Cream of Tomato Soup in Puff Pastry, here.

 Inspired by the French atmosphere of Bistro Jeanty, I set a playful table for myself & my bowl of soup :-)

Complete with a French Waiter~ who is patiently trying to decipher my poor attempt to speak of his language. . .

Dinner Plate/ Home Goods
Soup Bowl/ marked Houston Harvest
Placemat & Napkin/ Bed Bath & Beyond
Flatware/ Target
Glass/ Home Goods
Wine  Bottle Candelabra/ similar style available from Amazon, here.

Thanks to my hostesses to this week’s parties I’m linking to:

 Jenny Matlock’s Aphabe-Thursday for Alphabet Fun

 Susan ~ Between Naps on the Porch for Tablescape Thursday

Michael Lee ~ Designs by Gollum for Foodie Friday. . . the perfect little food corner in blogland.






“Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can.”  ~Danny Kaye





 Lots of paint on the lake this past weekend, in the form of fun and color. . .



























 For more Weekly Words to Live By, visit Notes from A Cottage Industry

and  A Southern Daydreamer for more Outdoor Wednesday inspiration~



“Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are.”  ― Chinese Proverb



For more Weekly Words to Live By, stop by Notes from A Cottage Industry~

And visit  Hey Harriet for Shadow Shot Sunday.



Hope you find some relaxation in your holiday weekend! Happy 4th!

Paula Deen’s Savannah Style, Part II

Paula Deen’s Savannah Style ****

by Paula Deen and Brandon Branch

I’m joining Jain with my Edible Book Review at Food for Thought, where pages from your book magically mix with the kitchen and your camera.

(This is part two of this Edible Review~ I ended up with more photos and content than I planned. If you missed the first part of this book review, look here.)

More garden & courtyard views from our strolls. . .Wouldn’t you love your address to be 113 Garden?

“Nothing is left to chance–the gate is designed to catch your eye first, so that you look farther into the garden to appreciate the flowers, the fountain, or a hundred different details that can be glimpsed as you stroll from house to house.”


 This poor guy didn’t even wag his tail as we walked by. . . I think he was hotter than we were.


There is a chapter on collecting~ with photos of silver, plates, pottery, and canes.

Brandon’s Style Secrets:

“Silver objects transcend every style of decor. Don’t be afraid to use a silver collection to complement both modern and antique furniture. Silver doesn’t need to be polished constantly to be party-ready and beautiful. The old patina of silver is particularly lovely. It shows the age of the piece.”


Paula’s house on the water at Turner’s Creek~


  “There’s nothing on the walls to impede the view of the water. The simple colors and matching furniture are all designed to play second fiddle to the view.” 


With its coastal location, seafood is an automatic choice for Savannah. With the mention of shrimp, I went to a recipe that is a version of one my mother-in-law makes~


Marinated Shrimp

  ~adapted from Paula’s recipe and a Southern Living recipe

Prep: 20 min., Cook: 3 min., Chill: 24 hrs

Yield: Makes 12 to 15 appetizer servings


  • 7 1/2  cups  water

  • 1 box Crab & Shrimp Boil seasoning

  • 3  pounds  unpeeled, large fresh shrimp

  • 2  small red onions, sliced

  • 2  lemons, thinly sliced

  • 1  cup  vegetable oil

  • 1  cup  red wine vinegar

  • 1 -4 0z. jar of capers, drained

  • 3  tablespoons  sugar

  • 1  tablespoon white wine Worcestershire sauce

  • 1  tablespoon hot sauce

  • 1  tablespoon  Dijon mustard

  • 1/2  teaspoon  salt

  • 2  garlic cloves, minced



  • 1. Bring 7 1/2 cups water and contents of seasoning box to a boil; add shrimp, and cook 2 to 3 minutes or until shrimp turn pink. Drain and rinse with cold water. Peel shrimp, and, if desired, devein.

    2. Layer shrimp, red onion slices, and lemon slices in an airtight container.

    3. Whisk together vegetable oil and next 8 ingredients; pour over shrimp. Cover and chill 24 hours, stirring occasionally.

There is chapter on Book Nooks. . .


“A library doesn’t have to be a room. You can create one in a pass-through hallway, or by adding shelves that under a stairway–spaces that are not normally used.”


We spied lots of places that would be delightful “nooks”  to curl up and read on our strolls thru Savannah~ of course, we would have needed a strong breeze or much cooler temperatures to enjoy them this particular weekend. Maybe late October/ November?



“Packed with advice and nostalgia, Paula Deen’s Savannah Style makes it easy to bring gracious Southern living to homes north and south of the Mason-Dixon Line.”

“Lush and liveable, Savannah Style is not just a look or book, it is a lifestyle.” – Brandon Branch

Be sure to visit Food for Thought and see what everyone is reading & eating!