In 1996, Patsy wrote A Cookbook for My Southern Daughter as a Christmas gift for Margaret Ann, her daughter, during her freshman year in college. Realizing her daughter's independence would require of her the information in this book, Patsy pulled together favorite family recipes, traditions, tips, and happy dining memories in hopes of giving Margaret Ann confidence in her own kitchen and an appreciation for a heritage of southern hospitality. It included many of the "tried-and-true" recipes that Patsy's family and friends have used for many years. Surprisingly, the book quickly took on a life of its own and found its way into the market. Fourteen years later, Margaret Ann is still filling orders for her book... a fact that Patsy says "still amazes and humbles" her. It is Patsy's sincere hope that you, too, enjoy these recipes, and that the book triggers a pleasant reflection of your own family traditions in dining. 
 
 
Answering requests for a second book, A Southern Daughter Entertains was released in 2009. This particular book springs from the love of hospitality that is shared in the home. Patsy says, for her, "there's just nothing better than sitting around the kitchen table with her friends or family over a home-cooked meal, a real effort of the heart." This book includes recipes that Patsy developed or adapted as a result of happily playing in her kitchen.  It is inspired by the fine meals she has had when dining out, recipes shared by family and  friends, clippings from newspapers and magazines that have been adjusted to her taste, and just an active, creative spirit.   

 

Trends in eating habits change through the years, which is evident in this book as well. There are more seafood and poultry dishes, more salads, more soups, less salt, and generally less fat. Patsy also included in this book some sample menus to suggest food pairings. They are simply meant to spark your own creativity.

 

So she invites you with this book to create something today and to consider someone you can share it with. Quoting her friend Rheta Grimsley Johnson, “Halleluiah, and stir the grits!”   Ya’ll come!