A Night of Tradition and Citrus Bliss: Creating Fruit Salad Memories
Growing up in a family of culinary enthusiasts, my roots were firmly planted in the love of food. Not the haute cuisine of delicate soufflés or Beef Wellington, but the appreciation for simple, well-cooked dishes. In my grandmother's Appalachian Mountain home, every occasion revolved around food. Granny Stella, a culinary matriarch, always had a pot of hearty beef stew, chicken and dumplings, or vegetable soup simmering on the stove, ready for any unexpected guest.