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Old Houses and Warm
Biscuits on Christmas Morning
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you, and thanks so
much to Jodi Redford for inviting me to her lovely blog party!
In my newest novella, A
Heart is a Home: Christmas in Texas, the story centers on a house,
specifically, the hero’s childhood home. It’s an old house, built in the 1920s,
and I took a lot of what I remember about my paternal grandparents’ house to
“build” this one into my story.
My grandmother made the best biscuits I’ve ever had. The
closest in flavor and texture to hers I’ve ever come across are at Popeye’s
Chicken of all places, but even THOSE can’t hold a candle to hers. She tried to
tell us how she made them, but she never measured anything, so she’d say things
like “add a little of this, or some of that.” Needless to say, none of her
granddaughters EVER got the recipe right!
The house had that special smell that I’m sure is a
combination of mold, wood flooring, old (and better quality) building material,
and, of course her homemade biscuits. It’s so hard to describe, but every time
I enter an old house that has a similar smell, it transports me back to that
house, my childhood, and her kitchen.
Both my parents grew up in the same small Texas town, and so
we always traveled there for Christmas, spending part of the time with my dad’s
parents and those relations and part with my mom’s and those relations. We
always drew names for gift-giving for that visit, and my parents (and uncles
and aunts) all hauled their own family’s Christmas presents to their parents’
house, so come Christmas morning, there were LOADS of presents under and around
the tree.
And of course, there were those biscuits first thing in the
morning, and later, the FEAST. The kids dined in the kitchen around a round
table, while the adults sat around a long oak table. That dining room looked a
lot like the one I describe in my book, too!
What about you? Do you have a warm childhood Christmas
memory to share?
How does a
smart, easygoing serial monogamist tame a closet Bohemian?
Adam Taylor believes selling his childhood home is the only way to put the past...and the memories behind him. Then he meets Joy Pettigrew. The uptight real estate broker isn't what she seems.
Freaky and Joy Pettigrew no longer mix. She's a corporate girl now. She plans to make the sale, get the commission, and never look back. So how does she keep the truth from Adam Taylor long enough to get him to sign on the dotted line? He swears he wants to sell his grandfather's house and move on. She knows he's lying to himself. He insists she throw off the façade she's hiding behind. She knows she's lying to herself. She also knows he's going back to Houston. Nothing she does will change his mind...and even their shared passion won't convince her to go with him.
She's already home. After all, Christmas is just around the corner and everyone knows you spend Christmas at home.
Adam Taylor believes selling his childhood home is the only way to put the past...and the memories behind him. Then he meets Joy Pettigrew. The uptight real estate broker isn't what she seems.
Freaky and Joy Pettigrew no longer mix. She's a corporate girl now. She plans to make the sale, get the commission, and never look back. So how does she keep the truth from Adam Taylor long enough to get him to sign on the dotted line? He swears he wants to sell his grandfather's house and move on. She knows he's lying to himself. He insists she throw off the façade she's hiding behind. She knows she's lying to herself. She also knows he's going back to Houston. Nothing she does will change his mind...and even their shared passion won't convince her to go with him.
She's already home. After all, Christmas is just around the corner and everyone knows you spend Christmas at home.
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