What a book, and one I couldn’t put down. I started reading “Whiskey in a Teacup,” prior to our wedding, but with that crazy I didn’t get very far into it. The other night, when my nose was a bit stuffy and I was a bit chilled, I threw on some pjs, my robe and grabbed a glass of wine and read from around page 25 all the way through. I know I should have indulged in whiskey in a teacup literally, but the glass of red wine sounded more appealing at the time. Dorothea always said that it was a combination of beauty and strength that made souther women…