By Stacey Patton Wallace As I’ve mentioned before, blessings can be found, even during this almost two-year pandemic. For example, one of the best...
By Stacey Patton Wallace As I’ve mentioned before, blessings can be found, even during this almost two-year pandemic. For example, one of the best...
By Stacey Patton Wallace Happy Belated Valentine’s Day! Since this review will be printed on Feb. 17, the Good Lord willing, I hope everyone had a...
By Stacey Patton Wallace Although it doesn’t seem possible, this is my 52nd restaurant review, which I’ve written for The Observer. The old adage is...
By Stacey Patton Wallace When I was a teacher in LaGrange, Georgia, I had a 25 to 30 minute lunch period. In that brief time span, I had to: 1. take...
By Stacey Patton Wallace The last 22 months have been the roughest ones many of us have ever witnessed. During this time, a lot of people have felt...
By Stacey Patton Wallace Last month, Mike and I finally managed to go to Christmas in a Railroad Town in Opelika. I’ve mentioned many times how much...
By Stacey Patton Wallace In last week’s column, I said that, for the first time, I would be making my Grandma Patton’s wonderful tomato sauce to put...
By Stacey Patton Wallace As I sit writing this column for next week’s Observer (which will be published on Jan. 6, the Good Lord willing), I, like...
By Stacey Patton Wallace 3:42 a.m. central time … an incredibly early hour to be awakened by the insistent blaring of an alarm clock. However, for...