Tag Archives: Southern
Weeknight Collard Greens
‘Tis the season, I suppose, but I’ve been running around like a loon the past week or so. It’s hard to keep dinners wholesome and healthful when at the end of a long day all I really want to do … Continue reading
Fried Green Tomatoes
Several years ago I took a rambling tour of the Low Country, promenading through Savannah’s gracious moss-draped oaks and Charleston’s honeysuckle-scented gardens. I remember two things best about that trip: that my boyfriend asked me to marry him by the … Continue reading
Goat Butter Biscuits
I have such a weak spot for a good biscuit: golden brown, tender and light as air, with flaky seams through the middle so they’re easily split and slathered with jam or sandwiched with Virginia ham (or prosciutto, even better) … Continue reading
Black Eyed Peas
Serving black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day is a well-honored Southern tradition, meant to usher in luck and prosperity for the coming year; the peas are said to signify coins, the accompanying greens and cornbread connoting cash and gold. Black-eyed … Continue reading
Mint Juleps
I love the summer Olympics. I’ve been known to enjoy the game of baseball. But as far as sporting events go, nothing gets a higher grade from me than the Kentucky Derby. It’s thrillingly paced, for one. Then there’s the … Continue reading
Hummingbird Cake
I grew up in a suburb outside of Washington, D.C., just south of the Mason-Dixon line with a Mid-Atlantic lean towards the North. (President Kennedy once slyly remarked that Washington is a town of “Northern charm and Southern efficiency.”) It’s … Continue reading
Chicken and Andouille Gumbo
I was going to share a picture of the gumbo I made last night. Except my friends and I ate it. We ate all of it. I’m sorry about that, but it was delicious, and there weren’t any leftovers for … Continue reading
New Orleans
New Orleans, I love you. I love your sidewalk brass bands, your Cajun spices, your feathers and beads. I love your smoked rabbit with smothered greens, your tipsy tourists, your cochon de lait, your red beans and rice. I love … Continue reading