I pull into the parking garage of Ole Smoky Distillery much earlier than anyone should be arriving at a distillery, as I do nearly every day. In Gatlinburg, Tennessee, people come from all across the country to slip into one of our many moonshine distilleries and have a taste of the Smoky Mountains before noon ...

Words can never expressHow with one swift moveYou capture my heartAnd steal me away From the day I met youTo the days that followI knew with you beside meI was safe and finally home From the moment I saw youI knew there was nowhereI could ever go without youFor you are my everything Thinking about ...

Russo the Raccoon has a Valentine's Day party coming up, just one problem, he doesn't have a date. He is looking for love...

He laughs so hard he struggles to catch his breath. Taking a snapshot of the sound, I close it in my memory, like a mental locket ready to open when I need it.

Here are two haikus I recently wrote for my sweetheart.

The way he says friend makes me smile, and warmth spreads in my belly. It fills me like a pecan pie straight from the oven.

Cooking Daal Makhani with Ritu. Namaste folks, and welcome to cooking with Ritu Anand. You may have seen Daal Makhani, hereinafter referred to as Waah, in an ethnic restaurant’s à la carte menu or presented in their buffet. The delicious taste may have created a curiosity within you. And you may have wanted to know ...

The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own skin?

Casey stuck her tongue out in concentration, unwilling to take her eyes off the screen. A poke in her ribs had her recoiling from the touch, but she refused to give into Jonas’ distraction tactic.  “Keep your hands to yourself,” she told him.  As her character rounded a sharp corner on the race track, she ...

Recently divorced Anna Waite is learning to appreciate life after first love. With the support of her best friend Kira and a solid sense of humor, Anna tackles the world of dating. This is her coming-of-middle-age story. THE (NON) DATE WHERE I MOVE A COUCH I often ask myself, how did I get into this ...