Food is Medicine: Grandma Zona’s Recipe for Living Well
My great-grandmother, Arizona Henry, whom I lovingly called Grandma, always told me, “Food is medicine.” She understood the comfort of a good meal and the importance of making the most of what was available. Sometimes that meant something as simple as honey spread on morning toast, enjoyed alongside her cup of black coffee.
Grandma Arizona grew up during the Great Depression, when stretching a dollar and…
