I've been down in the deep South visiting my sister, you know, my older sibling.
She's been feeling poorly right lately so I thought I'd better get down there and give her a look-see. It was hotter than blazes and we got them every afternoon showers like it does when it gets hotter than a tater fresh outta the hot ashes. But, that's okay. We gals ran to get us a bite of dinner (that's what they call lunch in Alabama) and we'd be back 'fore the rain fell outta the sky. By then we'd be snoozing our meal off.
We did some tall eating, too. Good ole southern cooking. You know, them candied sweet taters, Lordy they are good. And, fried green tomatoes and plenty of mashed taters and gravy and cornbread.
And, chicken. I do believe that the first chicken must have been 'invented' in the south. We do take to that crunchy fried chicken. Yum.
Did you know there is a café called Fried Tomato Restaurant? A place dedicated just to the unripe fruit right off the vine. Delish. Sliced up thin and dipped in egg/milk and flour and deep fried. And, greasy. I know I musta gained five pounds just breathing that aroma in. And, I went back for second helpings. What was I thinking?
We had our sweet iced tea, too. No respectable southern lady is gonna be without her sweet ice tea. And, it better be SWEET! None of that unsweetened mess they serve up North. Heaven forbid!
Okay, I've had fun enough with my southern heritage. I apologize to anyone I might have offended but it all is true. I know the South 'cause I was born and raised in Alabama, live in Virginia now so I am southern through and through.
And, I did have a lovely visit with my sister. and Yes, she is older than me!!