"In Grandmama’s house, you woke up every mornin’ to the smell of fresh coffee brewin’ on top of the stove and venison sausage fryin’ up in her cast-iron skillet. And when I was helpin’ her cook supper, right before we put the cornbread in the oven, she’d give me a big ol’ hug and say 'Bobbi Jo…Now we’re cookin’ with a right smart of Love.'"