Fathers are Magic… and Pinto Beans and Black Rice Stuffed Collard Rolls with Crispy Portobello Strips

When I was about 12-years old, I stood outside of a thrift store not far from my house¬†waiting for my father to pick me up. As I waited, a man around 30 or 35-years old stopped in front of me, smiled and said, “You are beautiful. So pretty. Such a cutie pie.” Then he went … Continue reading Fathers are Magic… and Pinto Beans and Black Rice Stuffed Collard Rolls with Crispy Portobello Strips