“Southern Belle, Hostess Diva”
I ate lobster before I could pronounce it. I planned the family’s southern road trips around food exits (peaches, pecans, turkey farms). Summers in Europe were more about markets, vineyards and specialty food stores than museums.
And then I met my Chef…
Y’all know I’m an hopeless foodie but I bet you had no idea this mild obsession began at such a young age. Check out Bella magazine’s, “From Southern Belle to Hostess Diva” for embarassing tidbits about my childhood (Mamma does an impersonation of me before I could pronounce my “r’s”–thanks Mom) and an inside peak into my cooking/entertaining guide, “Fresh Affairs.”
I think Mamma did me in when she packed pate’ de foie gras for our road trip to Disney World…
November 20th, 2006 at 11:54 am
What an amazing and LONG article. I can’t wait to read the book. Or should I say, “books”. You are such an inspiration Ms. Parkhurst!
November 20th, 2006 at 12:59 pm
so which came first, your “foodism” or your chef boyfriend… your archives don’t go back that far
November 21st, 2006 at 7:07 pm
Oh, what a darling article!
November 22nd, 2006 at 5:12 am
Considering her mother introduced her to foie at Disney World (instead of the ubiquitous ‘meat on a stick’), I would suspect the love of food came first Narnia. The bf became a compliment to the foodie love.
Nice article Belle. A touch lengthy, but good.