Poor Yankess
I'm not the most sympatetic person in the world, hell some folks might even consider me to be a tad bit callous. Not today though dear readers, 'cause today I truly feel sorry for all those folks trapped in Yankeeland and the other folks out there that don't have access true southern cooking.
A while back basil discussed soul food, well what Yankees call soul food and what those of us who've groweded up in the south call food. Well today I realized just how bad off my Yankee brethren are. See yesterday about halfway through a three hour conference call I started to loose my voice and this didn't go unnoticed by our office manager.
Yesterday she fixed a batch of hot tea, when you say tea 'round here that means Sweet Ice Tea, thus the descriptor of hot; just to make sure I had something soothing to drink. Sure it wasn't as soothing as scotch or a gin and tonic, but soothing none the less.
Today she rolled in with Crockpot in hand. On her way home yesterday she stopped by the grocery and picked up the fixin's to make a batch of Chicken and Dumplings. Now she didn't buy the premade crap they try to pass off as dumplings either, she made them from scratch and they're second only to the dumplings prepared by my sainted mother.
So I've been sitting here, for a better part of the day, munching on HOMEMADE Chicken and Dumplings, thinking about all you poor peoples that don't have access to good old fashon down-home southern cooking.
Kinda makes me sad.
Damn, my bowl hath run empty, time for round three. I'm not completely cold hearted, at least I'm thinking about y'all.
Gee... thanks for thinking of us. Just knowing you are, I can almost taste those dumplings and sweet tea. Or not.
Now I'm feeling sorry for myself...
Posted by: That 1 Guy at February 2, 2006 01:30 PMSometimes I wonder how you keep that girlish figure with access to all that down home southern stuff.
Posted by: sadie at February 2, 2006 01:46 PMYa know, we DO know how to cook up here! I cook from scratch or I don't cook at all. And now, thanks to you, I am craving chicken and dumplings. Dang I love dumplings...I just don't like my thighs resembling them.
Posted by: Theresa at February 2, 2006 02:06 PMI learnt that Suthun' Cookin' during the four years spent stationed in South Carolina. The secret? Gravy.
As a Southwestern gal, I've been strained to find good Mexican food up here in the "Inland Northwest." Sure, we have some good restaurants, but NOTHING like you can get from the desert Southwest.
And girlish figure? I accept .gif, .jpg. and .png files.
Heh.
Posted by: Margi at February 2, 2006 02:08 PMWait, chicken and dumplings are southern? My grandmother made some of the best homemade from scratch, (ground her own flour she did) chicken and dumplings, and the furthest south she ever lived was in Illinois about an hour from the Wisconsin state line.
She learned it from her mother, who grew up and lived all her life in Wisconsin.
I think you have transplanted northern food. :)
Posted by: Contagion at February 2, 2006 03:46 PMMakes me sad. Dang. Jealous. We can't cook like that up here in Yankeeland. Hardly any decent barbeeekew neither.
Posted by: bird dog at February 2, 2006 09:34 PMGreat, I'm on a three day fast and you're talking about homemade chicken n' dumplings.
Sometimes life just isn't fair...not fair at all.
Posted by: WB at February 3, 2006 12:12 PMThe only thing better than chicken and dumplings is peach cobbler.
Enjoy!
Vicki :-)
I'll just say that on a recent trip to Atlanta I did not have one good meal. From that experience I have concluded that southern cooking is overrated.
Posted by: Rachel at February 5, 2006 10:22 PMI can't get over the fact that your sec. cooked for you and wasn't trying, as far as you know, to poison you. Seriously, that sounds very yummy indeed. Lucky guy.
Posted by: RP at February 7, 2006 10:50 AM
