Don’t you just love rainy days? At least those ones where you don’t have to go anywhere and can stay dry inside the house and listen to the rain falling down? Today is one of those days. Sunday afternoon, cloudy sky, pattering rain, laundry going, house cleaned, tummy full of homemade food. Peaceful, restful and refreshing.

I’ve still been thinking constantly about my Mamaw lately. Today’s lunch was what I remember her cooking most. Her mashed potatoes and gravy made fresh with the meat drippings. Along with home fried chicken and her sweet tea. Again I’m reminded of how thankful I am that I spent so much time with her as a kid and helped her cook. I haven’t had mashed potatoes and gravy like hers in many years and I still remember how to make them just like she did.