<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2026 22:14:11 +0000</lastBuildDate><title> Appalroot Farm</title><description>Inspiring those with Appalachian Roots to Celebrate their Heritage</description><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-4230772518714282693</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2017 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-11-27T14:29:11.812-05:00</atom:updated><title>Celebrating 60 years for These Appalachian Sweethearts!</title><atom:summary type="text">


Hope every one of you had a blessed Thanksgiving! We&#39;re still &quot;recovering&quot; from all the extra portions around here!

Just wanted to drop a brief line to let you know that Appalroot Farm will be taking a temporary break from the blog and social media, because in addition to prepping for Christmas, next month there is another big event to be preparing for! These two Appalachian sweethearts </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2017/11/celebrating-60-years-for-these.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6sU-XJ93VdJSen-W381W9__SEgW857Yicbv3zyIJQkM5w_wr9CSvkvtU1keipjxukqjYlQaJ5EdLIrjLm8Dmo5ocrO0xZh3vdYiUMFv1nNSZdGY-AX_tL-p0K_RNx6Z2dd91SloIkC3Y/s72-c/momdad.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-982730963686008808</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2017 08:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-10-31T04:29:42.593-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Day Papaw&#39;s Rooster Crowed: A Mountain Superstition Come to Life</title><atom:summary type="text">


Happy Halloween!&amp;nbsp; One thing this day makes me think of is old timey mountain superstitions.&amp;nbsp; There were so many I heard growing up.&amp;nbsp; A couple of the most memorable were, &quot;Don&#39;t tell about your dreams before breakfast or they&#39;ll come true,&quot; and &quot;Whenever you leave a place, look back at it as you go, and you&#39;ll return there again.&quot;

Having heard the latter, made me turn around and</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2017/10/the-day-papaws-rooster-crowed-mountain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHj_kE-CSE5FeQbu7GYOwtVVstpnmf1kVZ6wZ8U8HojWZc3UR__NW5S1tWUqsRVydif5Wyq7L4PeeQHfX9epZZoQsiSVChxKP2DYHruy82MBJH_noZBleQVGzr_8EhM1ELg2NoBlDRzeo/s72-c/jackolantern.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-6097156385949284242</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2017 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-09-19T09:07:47.710-04:00</atom:updated><title>Pawpaw Snack Cake</title><atom:summary type="text">


I want to just take a moment to send prayers and warm thoughts to all those impacted by the recent hurricanes throughout the south. It has been truly heartbreaking to see the devastation and upheaval so many are having to endure. The flooding aftermath is going to take those folks some time to recover from, so they certainly can use all the help that anyone is able to give. 

The people of </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2017/09/pawpaw-snack-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoNonPAUUpmgbivZerTXm8e0h04XoZ646Sci2QJgGBIcXlqr-oZc7AHeWs1doPUaGKNS3o0wn9lk-yl_R9wkSVj-U3OpPNuWEyQo1cZ1gkvzAjzAjJaeoBSdIbnrpk2I_ST8jlrTYc5b4/s72-c/pawpawscloseup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-8950518860538654918</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2017 01:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-08-02T21:24:11.993-04:00</atom:updated><title>Traditional Kentucky Mountain Cream Corn</title><atom:summary type="text">


Well, I hope all you readers didn&#39;t give up on me! &amp;nbsp;Seems forever since I&#39;ve published a new post. Warm weather sure has been keeping me as busy as all get out, so I&#39;ve gotten a bit behind on blogging. Don&#39;t forget that in between posts you can keep up with Appalroot Farm on social media. I post positive news from Appalachia, counter stereotypes, share beautiful mountain photos, and do my</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2017/08/traditional-kentucky-mountain-cream-corn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimMqqSM95dX1UY9Le2-cDdm6Qfyyn-Xty3YVB4Zem1lEJKtsishWgmeQrP6CNSbO6rs6tszcKyZrlcL4XbIdYT8b5CRXwsSaqyowdm4PgAS_fVKqcw4ur8Aw7Ub7Uv3CweFwMJHZa6M8E/s72-c/unshuckedcorn.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-7396791219818827858</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Mar 2017 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-03-28T08:21:55.127-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hashtag Appalachia : Far More Than Just an Appalachian T - Shirt Company!</title><atom:summary type="text">



*Appalroot Farm was not financially compensated for this post. &amp;nbsp;Hashtag Appalachia provided a sample t-shirt in exchange for this honest review.*


What a time we seem to be in right now! &amp;nbsp;Our Appalachian people and culture have continually had to squirm under the thumb of stereotypes and negativity for...well, for what some might say feels like an eternity. &amp;nbsp;But every once in </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2017/03/hashtag-appalachia-far-more-than-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0sqxzOhzqtjg-BYgpsuSBmDjxLmKYBKEbH6LW-5iHdLzM0axWNGdk6ntoqnryaK9gB4-bkP_mAeJXLoOBD6jFjSYjWFa5nrga_Bt5tazmvVl0YriCax2kgAyAzYT4SCapdN1WOSfREIU/s72-c/%2523appalachiabw.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>59</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-4274072331600380906</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2017 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-31T04:58:11.962-05:00</atom:updated><title>Mamaw&#39;s Tales of Lye in Old Timey Appalachia &amp; A Recipe for Fried Hominy</title><atom:summary type="text">Happy 2017! &amp;nbsp;Hope everybody had a wonderful Christmas and New Year&#39;s. Around here we were battling all kinds of sicknesses. &amp;nbsp;Seems like this fall and winter have been extra bad for catching every manner of illness and just feeling poorly in general! 

Now that&#39;s a phrase you don&#39;t hear a whole lot anymore....feeling poorly. 




It&#39;s definitely one I&#39;ve heard my mamaw and papaw say </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2017/01/mamaws-tales-of-lye-in-old-timey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjA91PgSKcNWkhyBvNcc-QaPwbMyKUU0Eo7c_bNH8vyjfLu63ZX3eldA45C7yPkTB6WNt85DsXDCZHbuwW2LF14Noq_IkGQpm86Q5VeZDQEARvqIvnlodYeUkKmSWYx00eXFN3ooXTqKE/s72-c/feelinpoorly.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-5666000204343822496</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2016 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-12-07T09:03:47.362-05:00</atom:updated><title>Adding a Hint of the Hills to the Holidays : An Appalroot Farm Christmas Home Tour</title><atom:summary type="text">








Appalachia has taken such a hit with all the recent wildfires throughout the region. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s been hard to watch the footage of those beautiful mountains burning. &amp;nbsp;Please keep those impacted by the fires in your prayers. This Christmas may be especially challenging for some of the families that have lost homes and possessions. &amp;nbsp;If you are interested in helping those who have </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/12/adding-hint-of-hills-to-holidays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvtFufQKcf7X2lZULLwT8-MKGA2S__i_eKbNHVqDCk2M5G89CiXeeMtwFZpPVylHyNG4RuJWzOKdHYpSFhYWsBiQbBf1tisbBE4oXH562pcKENflzxiUqCvCkCxx_f-rPezZph1Kyr2w/s72-c/dishpandecoredited.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-8325405138333210366</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2016 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-11-16T09:01:58.646-05:00</atom:updated><title>Great Granny E.&#39;s Twice Roasted   Sweet Taters</title><atom:summary type="text">


My absolute favorite holiday is almost upon us! &amp;nbsp;Don&#39;t we all need a day where the only requirements are to feast, and be thankful, and to love on our families? &amp;nbsp;Well, okay, I did forget to mention that somebody&#39;s got to be responsible for cooking the feast! 



If you&#39;ll be the one cooking this year&#39;s Thanksgiving meal...or if you are just looking for a great side dish for any day..</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/11/great-granny-es-twice-roasted-sweet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-5E9yMtwRZ-2OQqO3gqwQkCzoFYlIL6PM9z-RwZleAto1L3AsaVu6A7cJ1MaUupfJWHHyeIrbQodWC-lGUsGU_BN_FTGKHarEPKqN-eQp9YIPVs6h3Q__cyCoPQIbyfNWHKvBBoH05s/s72-c/foursweetpotatoes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-6038350274268052620</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2016 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-10-14T09:12:48.026-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Scream on the Hill : A True Tale of Fright from Eastern Kentucky</title><atom:summary type="text">Appalroot Farm is back! &amp;nbsp;Thanks so much for being patient with me while I took a little late summer break from blogging. &amp;nbsp;...and just like that, fall has arrived! &amp;nbsp;The leaves are slowly starting to take on that tell-tale hue of cooler days to come, there&#39;s a nip to the mornings, and Halloween is right around the corner. 




While all those little ghosts and goblins are beginning </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/10/the-scream-on-hill-true-tale-of-fright.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiinEmIzEWCDFK2zywzPZaydFhT8S3KOJOqu0DIX6e-fUGNPGrjVeAtZNe5LlbJ7sGrC3-gy5DrjJ58L39AA0uSnpSEgHhCY5pb-_V9aFXzpikpCluttFY0laPntfLyaOr5f0GLtL4g2iI/s72-c/2pumpkinsedited.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-6342564367058271140</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2016 09:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-07-20T05:47:52.541-04:00</atom:updated><title>Southern Mountain Salty Cukes</title><atom:summary type="text">


Well, it certainly seems like the world has gone crazy if you turn on the news lately, doesn&#39;t it? &amp;nbsp;And Lord knows we could all use a little solace, peace, and simplicity to offset this constant bad news and negativity. &amp;nbsp;I ran across some scripture the other day that just wrapped around me like the strength and security of a mountain mamaw&#39;s hug (I kind of like to think that God made</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/07/southern-mountain-salty-cukes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNfrlrkFxkVFnL1mCFXKvXN99iEUZgw9Yv6PIYZ_SApUcQVPePOacKsIqyepSioLc06ZKjaeF6gGagL9cwH4DzKEdcckxkf2k5c-AJwEdt6jOpxV1MPS6zhXIgv4hKeIru6LvpkD8ztfg/s72-c/cukesongreenplate.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-8699184034008569698</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2016 13:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-06-28T09:03:51.489-04:00</atom:updated><title>Old Timey Appalachian Tea Cakes &amp; Mini Kentucky Apple Stack Cakes</title><atom:summary type="text">








Appalachia has lost one of its own. As you probably have heard, on June 23, the great and legendary Dr. Ralph Stanley passed away. &amp;nbsp;Stanley epitomized and popularized mountain music. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s one of those who made us all just a little bit prouder of our mountain roots. &amp;nbsp;RIP, Ralph Stanley. &amp;nbsp;You will be missed, but your music and what you&#39;ve done for Appalachian culture </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/06/old-timey-appalachian-tea-cakes-mini.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQx_G1v9TfLUQAjHG8SJvj5ph-xh2ZEgq9UlZ_J-57WtteA2C6n5g2x1As8owUP_1zV3zQstJGgCoy1n2z3PT9Qv7JUr0041FAoaZs9B9tuVrZjwY3l9pb0-U-FodGxwzvnSjfZ5ZmNwQ/s72-c/IMG00211.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-4195177904381998094</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2016 09:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-05-18T08:27:58.666-04:00</atom:updated><title>Appalachian Road Trip : Cincinnati&#39;s Appalachian Festival</title><atom:summary type="text">
-You can take a body out of the hills...but you can&#39;t take the hills out of anybody.




One time my dad had gone back home to Kentucky for a funeral and he ran into some old childhood buddy he grew up with. &amp;nbsp;That old friend leaned into my dad and said, &quot;Can I ask you a question?&quot; &amp;nbsp;He said, &quot;How come a lot of people that&#39;s left here try to change the way they talk, but your talk is </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/05/appalachian-road-trip-cincinnatis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGejznI5b2TKZMKdcQ64nMNxosJ4u1VOrUxaOLZ5qWL-VqqUqbUvzUu4J4Hb6E2WCmsGe_r7XyVCvplkgfL6UJz2LhlFomiCQGGrsA0Eked_Q2d0fj5ldoWeEMiyG9h4s0tS2T_69NVE/s72-c/IMG_20150719_062209.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-315793515808428464</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2016 09:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-04-27T05:36:06.714-04:00</atom:updated><title>What I Wouldn&#39;t Give for Another Taste of That Old Well Water!</title><atom:summary type="text">A rain crow was crying out in our yard the other evening and I remarked to City Boy that some rain was surely on its way within a day or two. &amp;nbsp;He, however, informed me that rain was not in the forecast for several days. &amp;nbsp;But since my mother and father have always said you could rely on the call of a rain crow more than you could the weatherman to predict whether you would need an </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/04/what-i-wouldnt-give-for-another-taste.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8V1Eysp0Fc3-0740nkDz7RLGBVmARqF6dX9S2SdoQINBhVL_WDUgL0QF9dfthdd8JYUFiiWfjITTX8YsWeLmlR1FJJVBxnOqRSHb4QxhyphenhyphenhNkUpR2EpeGdV_NtsVh_Z9xg89MX5waGmD8/s72-c/rainonplant.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-5294844933138532531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2016 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-02-19T05:50:03.344-05:00</atom:updated><title>An Appalachian Migration Slant on Kentucky&#39;s  &quot;Where I&#39;m From&quot; Project</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;In 1993, George Ella Lyon, Kentucky&#39;s current poet laureate, wrote a now famous poem entitled &quot;Where I&#39;m From,&quot; documenting the experiences that shaped her growing up journey in the mountains of Harlan County, Kentucky. &amp;nbsp; Lyon has now challenged Kentucky residents from every Kentucky county to create their own &quot;Where I&#39;m From&quot; poem. &amp;nbsp;Information for submission, as well as a copy </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/02/an-appalachian-migration-slant-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAut0bWqCA_x6z5pCflug_TyHRMbcdvjc6WNO0FULBmRHSBFpG5OvFWPM9dSraunR78PHbusnQ0Z2D1gI692iuYrCBB2vofzqBWMkInSc2uORbECqDWnIU3PXqpBdBTnxhSeSJu0w03H8/s72-c/IMG_5141.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-8717010497963538626</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2016 12:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-02-11T07:22:40.172-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Day I Discovered City Boy&#39;s Mountain Roots : An Appalachian Migration Romance</title><atom:summary type="text">



I always thought I&#39;d marry a mountain man. &amp;nbsp;Afterall, when folks describe your origins as &quot;an Eastern Kentucky farm in the middle of Columbus, Ohio,&quot; guess you go through life expecting no one&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;a mountain man could understand you well enough to pop the question. 

Then, one day, along came City Boy...and I dropped any thoughts of a mountain man like a hot Arsh tater! We </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2016/02/the-day-i-discovered-city-boys-mountain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiySWWI6_0uZJVyrtEaeqAlQ5jvTLmzuIU1BmEgxjRUP0gFEjwB1BGJY6Sy93SJeFvDC9736LUA2vMTr6C4gmGrs6Why40k14a0hBmouE4moMtYjX9NQnAENQBsrelzOzC4MDeSrRkmcqw/s72-c/344338280_QuXw6-L.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-3978263627014909149</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2015 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-11T08:06:47.519-05:00</atom:updated><title>One Room Schoolhouse Eastern Kentucky Jam Cake</title><atom:summary type="text">Appalroot Farm is back! &amp;nbsp;I got so caught up in all the fun of fall that I&#39;m a little later returning than planned...but better late than never. &amp;nbsp;Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! &amp;nbsp;Here at Appalroot Farm it certainly was a great holiday. &amp;nbsp;My siblings and I surprised our mother by bringing her sister, Aunt Oh So Sweet, up north for the big day.



Mom and Aunt Oh So </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/12/one-room-schoolhouse-eastern-kentucky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtmzxFCMrQGpZ-WexhWomM6Tl0A9oqUY8NWuZgscRIUPAgiIzF3NoKILdsnCK50Mx5bnF9SAH33GTdBE4R72ofRavPL12RQFtdLYOM14cxiY4vQaznCBdDy57awBddviXD1v-kl4kjz8/s72-c/Mom%2526Justineedited.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-2206051821328397866</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2015 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-09-24T05:01:48.294-04:00</atom:updated><title>See you in November!</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/09/see-you-in-november.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmUcymhhV7nzTuUbfDm8lKRBvajsMcuk4pFM52P_S8OrQVtCINa9KudKmohRtKQblIWy3FleqpA1Zr5DodHAnx_P9qMt2fPVmrVn2zSqxhG4lQxvWmmrZ4kuCj6Edxc78WXRw9oW1-wjw/s72-c/vacationbarnwoodedited.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-7783613067785876903</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2015 08:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-09-23T04:58:28.470-04:00</atom:updated><title>Rise &amp; Shine, It&#39;s...Suppertime? (And a Recipe for Shortcut Fried Chicken with Gravy)</title><atom:summary type="text">




Fall is here! &amp;nbsp;You can sort of feel it in the air hereabouts....brisk winds and shorter days. &amp;nbsp;There is something about fall that gets me thinking about gatherings of family and friends. &amp;nbsp;Summer&#39;s busyness is over, and the holidays are not terribly far around the corner. Pretty soon there will be celebrations of the season to begin prepping for. &amp;nbsp;So now is a perfect time </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/09/rise-shine-itssuppertime-and-recipe-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFNzBcuIE-CFIlDcrpF1btNWzY_LBFzY4FDEACxR70_W5Kqs4iqgF_VahY2EJNdIKkJW6IMa9haDF9dVC2sYhAF_m_leWIcfNPd8kJ-u8NcnPF5_rkQSisfskeqMKMP7od3sfAjq8E0a8/s72-c/Appalachianautumnplate2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-7592198443275092667</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2015 08:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-08-25T10:28:27.924-04:00</atom:updated><title>Appalachian Road Trip: Berea, Kentucky</title><atom:summary type="text">
&quot;He needed eighteen dollars to enter as a half-day student, and this amount he secured by mortgaging a heifer which had been given him to raise. &amp;nbsp;Like most Berea students, he was able to remain in school only because of the opportunity to earn his school expenses by working in the industries maintained by the College...During the years five brothers and a sister have followed their older </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/08/appalachian-roadtrip-berea-kentucky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4n_iR98_edqn5LW90X6f6-98sQwDhlAweUAXE3bXE0QZMnM_goi7837WCnqWH7x9gt6fCKSYOyguIkcaUnuepBCySbTkRPFK-B93QiURNP8B1vf8TR-ScpetPofmzhTw7SqksPz8q-fQ/s72-c/JD%2526MaryEllenhomesketch.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-4070516690951546081</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2015 11:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-07-10T07:56:07.082-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Mountain Wedding Series : Mamaw&#39;s Strawberries</title><atom:summary type="text">


I hope you&#39;ve been enjoying this series of wedding posts from Appalroot Farm! &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve had a lot of fun sharing them...so before I move on to other subjects, I&#39;ve got one more for you. &amp;nbsp;And, oh, this one just happens to be my favorite! 

Maybe it&#39;s because this particular Appalachian wedding inspiration sprang from one of the sweetest childhood memories that I have tucked away inside my</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/07/a-mountain-wedding-series-mamaws.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitH13-kjD3gh_z528qBAJvvj7OUr3HsIyYDX0rec994lSkg-OtNI9cvrqPjkrNAXysUyEQSxNVWUdFsBr13SB9hvedvFCo1ilHDOxDa9M4ZSGQw50l6-HsnF5tnA93LAxR5HpNlGoCt2g/s72-c/berrycloseup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-2303515910209229280</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2015 09:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-06-29T05:01:09.873-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Mountain Wedding Series : Decoration Day Style Memory Table, Part 2 (A Paper Flower Tutorial)</title><atom:summary type="text">In case you missed it, last month I shared how I handcrafted flowers for a Decoration Day style memory table for my own wedding. You can catch up on that post here. &amp;nbsp;I also promised you a post on an authentically Appalachian crepe paper flower making session.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So here it is! &amp;nbsp;I recently sat down with my mom, a native of Eastern Kentucky, to find out just how this traditional </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/06/a-mountain-wedding-series-decoration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSynHRQUlFVFBvVSR5QmC96PKgvslr9s0OToKxKT_HPzHKdAoEoE6eIenKXf9Dt1A2YlnuIzy_TNgSM4QapKNVB6U2KBGbUlZMxBquPA-pURKs9sqTUA4vNC4saYROmRgh-cmjY1ljLDM/s72-c/mom1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-2107764912689075684</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2015 09:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-19T05:37:49.199-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Mountain Wedding Series : Decoration Day Style Memory Table, Part 1</title><atom:summary type="text">





April showers bring May flowers! &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t know about you, but I could just about jump straight into summer after that long winter we had. &amp;nbsp;Speaking of summer...wedding season is just around the corner, so I thought it would be a perfect time to start sharing a series of wedding related posts I&#39;ve had in mind. &amp;nbsp;And since it is still May, I thought I would start off with part 1</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/05/a-mountain-wedding-series-decoration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM-iZyvHiBBsDrClNsi070ZNTNFTfPJpi-VUqh0n436vnnPbysx5cMRFjovARzWM22Kj2iwJUZa6DefPqd0FfMesddmhEO0Z6CEZ04AhmBhBVdOsk_Ynqiiq8VNZ_GE2LlyuvQOUfb21Y/s72-c/phlox.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-7293897757149794211</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2015 08:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-04-01T04:55:14.492-04:00</atom:updated><title>Green City Boy and The Creasy Greens</title><atom:summary type="text">



Spring is finally here! &amp;nbsp;Though it&#39;s been slow to warm up, the calendar does declare it to be true. &amp;nbsp;After such a long cold winter, it sure is a welcome sight! 

You know, the first time I ever took City Boy to Kentucky with me it was early spring. &amp;nbsp;We had been dating for quite some time, and I was so excited to show him the place that meant the most to me in all this world! &amp;</atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/04/green-city-boy-and-creasy-greens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMQRIrdhIrkwv-H7xYgpyTH9PH6FxjQJFywmquiCBeWsTeI1GnbzHjtlt49TaPEzhWmNfLG-bO_6mr-ZZKsw1JeA-nGkqpX9ObR7PhDmED0asjC9bKIThBojxdLTkG0iKgNOelDLiqTjQ/s72-c/housecreases.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-4153698670886480707</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2015 08:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-12T04:53:07.490-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Day Shakespeare Put the Quietus On It!  </title><atom:summary type="text">

Appalachia...as green as the Emerald Isle itself!&amp;nbsp;

It never fails that every March 17, when St. Patrick&#39;s Day rolls around, I have thoughts of taters...&quot;Arsh&quot; taters to be exact. &amp;nbsp;More specifically...I think about what I have oh so fondly dubbed my &quot;Arsh&quot; tater experience. &amp;nbsp;Funny thing is, over the years I&#39;ve discovered that I&#39;m not alone in this experience...and there are </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/03/the-day-shakespeare-put-quietus-on-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVLTxA0mZtZ-x6vSBHkLylk6i9QvJelmlsQckDkj0j67iUHqaaoV71PZPBUSEPyRhNtBk9bGFMMdgMVJfteEQc7LCdXxtUh2LjuJvVTzl1AyIpblr2OvtRlIXRWkUqsgidqqqH6MMumc/s72-c/IMG_4783.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985327520481798839.post-8604020157507199614</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2015 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-02-09T09:34:36.639-05:00</atom:updated><title>Chocolate Gravy Biscuit Pudding</title><atom:summary type="text">One day, years ago, I asked my papaw where he&#39;d met my mamaw. &amp;nbsp;He grinned with a twinkle in his eye and informed me he&#39;d met up with her in the middle of the road! We both got a good chuckle out of that one.

Tucked deep in an old trunk in the upstairs of their little Kentucky mountain farmhouse, I once was shown a store bought Valentine the two of them had exchanged during their courting </atom:summary><link>http://www.appalrootfarm.com/2015/02/chocolate-gravy-biscuit-pudding.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com ( Lorene)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirXhEXgLyu2Kc6JCAmH_OApjE-09DZyfNzwSXhKJ9Mgg7g2pHiUyzLk-nb0SbEXzED85t8q9mLKbUCn5n1mFzhz7mdfnkqNoD2NLnF5eCSkEenw7U-sKbE2hW0lim25pj0aQTOBkFuW8Q/s72-c/Scan+150270009.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>