Our souls are salt-water cured. - Liz Talbot, Lowcountry Boil.

That’s my mamma—no problem is so bad a little gravy won’t cure it. She led me into the kitchen. “After a good hot breakfast, and a little lipstick, you’ll feel much better.” Gravy and lipstick. All a girl needs to make it through.

This was where I’d always found peace. The ocean was my drug of choice.