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After a week of trudging along the Natchez Trace, I miss two things: home cooking and the conveniences of my own place. Eating with Dad means he pouts like a toddler if we go somewhere he thinks he won’t like. Plus, there’s this…..Continue Reading

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I don’t know if they ever served cinnamon twist doughnuts at the Peoples Cafe in Jackson, MS. Initially, I imagined that whole scene inside an old-time Krispy Kreme, with the vinyl swivel stools and low-slung coffee counter. My dad used to take me to the one on the main drag in Florence, SC when I was a little girl.Continue Reading