When I was a kid, the best breakfast was cooked and served by my Aunt Nell!
International House of Pancakes didn’t have ANYTHING on her!
She cooked those grits to perfection…
Her country ham and biscuits were unsurpassed…
And the fact that she let us kids drink Pepsi with our meal was freaking ingenious!
Clearly, she was a woman ahead of her time!
But, the thing that I remember most of all about breakfast with my Aunt Nell was her unrivaled ability to spin a good yarn!
I’m talking about good ole Southern Mama storytelling!
Baby, “captivating” ain’t the word for it!
From the moment Aunt Nell began to tell a tale, everybody in the room was completely mezmerized!
She’d immediately grab your attention and hold you in complete suspense!
A masterful comedienne, Aunt Nell’s timing was IMPECCABLE!
By the end of each story, EVERYBODY would be in tears laughing as she calmly sashayed away to tend to her dishes….completely unbothered!
In essence, she ALWAYS dropped the mic…
EVERY. SINGLE. TIME!
And, as you might have guessed, I wanted to be just like her!
A lot of the sass that you “hear” from LadyG can be directly linked to my Aunt Nell.
And, as I sit here, approaching my 50th birthday, I can’t help remembering her and everyone else who poured so much into my life; especially her husband, my Uncle Leroy!
I’ve mentioned him a few times before.
At any rate, one thing’s for sure, I’ll always think fondly of Aunt Nell, and will, no doubt, burst into ugly laughter whenever I do!
In this way, she’s just as much alive today as she was in that Alabama kitchen from 1975.
Trust me, she’s here–between every line.
RIP Aunt Nell.
Love and light LadyG