Why Is There Fried Chicken on the Throne of My Heart?

Sounds like the beginning of a keep-your-chin-up, chuckle-from-your-gut book, doesn’t it? (I loved the way Atlanta columnist Lewis Grizzard titled his books: Shoot Low Boys. They’re Riding Shetland Ponies.) I recently read a post by a friend of mine who is on his way to losing as much as weight as he can. I’m notContinue reading “Why Is There Fried Chicken on the Throne of My Heart?”