Sweet Tea & Pasta

A Yankee Girl in a Southern World!

"The only thing that separates us from the animals is our ability to accessorize." ~Clairee, Steel Magnolias Learn More

Hi y'all! I'm Mindy, a sarcastic, assimilated PA Yankee living in the land of sweet tea. Mom. Pasta maker. Sweet tea drinker. Southernphile. Traveler. Gourmand. Photographer. No excuses.

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S & T’s Soda Shoppe, Pittsboro, NC

S & T’s Soda Shoppe, Pittsboro, NC

Jun 28, 2017 | No Comments

I sat there staring at the steaming bowl of cheese sitting in front of me. To be fair, this lasagne did have a few noodles and a tiny bit of meat sauce so that it could technically be called “lasagne.” It is a gesture to the Italian classic, but it’s nothing like what you’ve ever had […]

100 Years of Cheerwine

100 Years of Cheerwine

Jun 16, 2017 | No Comments

What is Cheerwine? If you’re not from around these parts Cheerwine is as foreign a concept as walking on the moon. Well…one sip of this fizzy, cherry soda and you’ll be over the moon: no space suit or rocket required. Admittedly, I was a Cheerwine holdout until one day a friend gave me a frosty […]

Got to be NC Festival

Got to be NC Festival

May 25, 2017 | No Comments

What do we want?! Local! When do we want it?! Now! In a world of foods of questionable origin, why go out of state when you’ve got fresh, NC agriculture right here in your own yard? The Got to be NC Festival highlights everything that is grown, raised, caught, and made right here in the Old […]

Hanging by a Thread

Hanging by a Thread

May 12, 2017 | No Comments

I’d like to say that this roller coaster I’ve been riding is fun, but I’d be telling ya’ a story. The truth is I’m exhausted and there is no relief in sight. The job? I like it so far. I’m overwhelmed, yet the job is interesting and I’m learning many new things. If I can […]

The Flying Pig, Asheboro, NC

The Flying Pig, Asheboro, NC

Apr 29, 2017 | No Comments

Do pigs really fly? Darned if I know, but at the The Flying Pig in Asheboro their signature Pig Wings did fly into my mouth. Not on their own, of course. With a little assist from my fork those tender, juicy and smothered pork shank angels danced across my tongue and right into my belly. […]

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