Fiona Full ^new^: Mama

We don’t need a guru. We need a Mama Fiona. We need someone to remind us that a full life isn't about having more. It’s about wasting less, loving harder, and always— always —saving room for pie.

Now go call your own "Mama Fiona." And ask her for the recipe. Do you have a Mama Fiona in your life? Tell me about the person who taught you how to cook, garden, or simply slow down in the comments below. mama fiona full

Mama Fiona grew up in a time when the internet didn’t exist to tell you how to plant tomatoes. You learned by putting the seed in the ground, watching the rain, and trying again when the deer ate the sprouts. She raised five children on a single income, turned one chicken into three meals, and has a sixth sense for when bread is about to rain (she calls it "the gluten gods"). The other day, I was over at her house dropping off a basket of slightly bruised apples from my tree. I apologized for them, mumbling something about "not being pretty enough for the store." We don’t need a guru

For me, that woman is .