Savannah and icicles just don’t fit into the same sentence easily, but as the picture to the left attests, that did happen on the world-famous fountain in Forsyth Park. We have just emerged from the longest spell of freezing nights in all my years as the innkeeper here. Winter garb is non-existent in my wardrobe so I found keeping warm a challenge – a windbreaker and the scarf my daughter-in-law, Kelley, knit for me three years ago, a pair of gloves with a hole in one finger, and socks. As a former New Englander turned Southern Innkeeper, these chilly days were hearkening me back to the food of my youth and memories of my mom, who could take anything in the frig and turn it into a hearty meal for ten, with leftovers!
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January 17th, 2010 by Teresa Jacobson