It was barely lunchtime on a weekday. Dressed in workout clothes with no makeup and my 15-month old in his car seat, my friend and I pulled up to the new “women’s food” restaurant in town (as my husband sarcastically called it) after our workout class. Not until we had sat down with plates of chicken salad did I have…
Confessions of an Unconventional Southern Belle
Kaci Lane Hindman