My wife and I have been married 28 years. She's a Yankee. By the Grace of God, I'm not. My mother and most of my family is from Alabama.

In Alabama, women folk know how to cook Chicken and Dumplings. You put all the chicken and such into a pot and the dumplings are little chunks of dough that cook in the mixture like...noodles, I guess.

Yankees do not know how to cook Chicken and Dumplings. My wife, a great cook, makes Chicken and...biscuits. She puts the dough on top of the liquid mixture and the dough cooks up like a biscuit. It's good...but it's not Chicken and Dumplings.

I've tried to tell her that's not correct for the bulk of the 28 years we've been married. We've had this argument so many times I've lost count. Enter: Trisha Yearwood and her cooking show. My wife is a fan. Or maybe, was a fan.

Tonight Trisha, who is NOT a Yankee as she's from Georgia, which is right next door to Alabama, made Chicken and Dumplings. And guess how she did it? That's right. Throw the dough into the mixture and cook it the correct way.

I was not watching the program so I wasn't aware of this. My wife made the egregious tactical error of telling me about it. It's gonna take a long time for the smug smile to leave my face and, yes, I'm going to remind her about it every chance I get. Or until she gets really pissed.

Thank you, Trisha Yearwood. I am vindicated at last.