Honestly I don’t remember having a whole lotta sun tea growing up. In fact, it was a on going joke that my mom couldn’t make good tea. She always seemed to scald it on the stove and it had a burnt taste. She was even gifted a fancy tea maker one year for Christmas which did help.…buuuut when it quit working she all but quit making tea. I started making tea again about 7 years ago when Josh and I were first married. Tea for this gal is best served cold and sweeeet. Southern style I guess you could say. And…
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I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve sifted through this box of old handwritten recipes over the years… each time I learn something new about my heritage… the woman that left a legacy. My great grandmother passed when I was an infant and I have since lost my Grannie. Oh the stories my Grannie used to share. There is not much I wouldn’t give to hear those stories just one more time, just so I could soak them in just a little bit longer. She’s been on my mind a lot lately, September 23rd marked 11 years without her…