RecipeMuncher

I love food memories. There are some tastes and flavors that have the power to teleport me back to special moments in my life. For instance, every once in a while when I pass by and catch the scent of a display of ripe plums in the market, I think back to growing up in Alabama. The front yards of my neighborhood were filled with plum trees. There were so many of them that when the trees became packed with ripened fruit it would perfume the air with a sweet and syrupy smell. I have junk food me (...)