Kathleen Purvis

The best loves are the ones that take you by surprise. You think that first encounter won't amount to much. You certainly weren't planning to make a commitment.

Do you know how much it pains a journalist to type the words "I missed it"? But I missed Kristin Davis.

Last Thursday night, I climbed out of a cab on Prince Street in New York's NoLita neighborhood and tried to figure out which door to open.

Why is the whole resolution thing about what we're not going to do?

Before Saturday's 25th annual Christmas Cookie Walk at Woodland United Methodist Church in Rock Hill, let's consider some numbers:

Forget the dire predictions that the online world spells the end for printed cookbooks. Going to a website or downloading a novel on a Kindle is one thing, but people still seem to love having a cookbook to spread open on the counter.

If you feel apprehensive when you start cooking that turkey Thursday, it might help to listen to the recording on the answering machine at New Outreach Ministries in Charlotte.

If you spend a Monday at the Dilworth Soup Kitchen, in the First Christian Church at East Boulevard and Dilworth Road, what do you get to do?

We were walking through a farmers market when a teenage friend assured me, with all the seriousness of 16, that she couldn't cook.

Usually, I believe in the “you can do it” school of cooking.