How it All Began
I still think about my Grandma Holloway often, and still have to hold back tears. I remember her laugh, the sternness in her voice and most importantly, her cooking. She was ALWAYS in the kitchen and she cared about whether you liked the meal too. I often think about that when I feed folks. I always want to know what people think of the dish, and I got that from her.
She and my grandpa had eleven children together, so they could not afford take-out. We all ate from the garden in their backyard. They put so much work into this garden for so many years!
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When Grandma would cook, I would pull up a stool in the kitchen and just watch her go. From the garden to the kitchen, from the fridge to the counter – cutting and adding things to the pot, it was non-stop. Right after breakfast, she started on dinner. She was washing veggies, cutting meat, seasoning dishes and singing while doing it all. To this day, I don’t cook without music.
I miss my grandmother so much and I will always hold our memories dear to my heart. In memory of her, I hope you enjoy her famous greens, cha cha relish and cornbread recipes!
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