Country Cooking at the VFD
I arrived home last night just in time for — literally within an hour of — the Volunteer Fire Department’s Christmas party. It’s always fairly early in Advent so as to preserve the actuality of Christmas for the family: after all, the Fire/Rescue service takes members away from their families often enough throughout the year.
Especially this year! We are grateful and fortunate to have come through so much so well.
The food at this feast reminds me so much of my childhood, when this kind of ‘country cooking’ was almost the only thing available even in local restaurants. Now, it’s hard to find. Just a simple meatloaf, fried chicken, potatoes with gravy, green beans (not pictured), rolls, and a selection of dump cakes and fruit cobblers for dessert. Water, tea or soda to drink, like the dry South in which I grew up. My wedding was dry: Georgia on a Sunday in the old days always was, except perhaps in Atlanta.
It’s good to be home.
UPDATE: I am reminded of this joke about Appalachian Southern cooking.
4 comments:
I love those videos. The one on learning to drive is hysterical.
And Conecuh - yum! Every year for my birthday my best friend makes me his fabulous red beans and rice with Conecuh sausage; the best I've ever had.
I call it grandma food. It used to be available in every small town hotel. These days I get it most reliably when the Woman's Club does potlucks in the fire station.
I am reminded of this joke about Appalachian Southern cooking.
Like the video tells us, each Southern state has its own special foods, its own preferences. Which are not necessarily duplicated in other states.
The state lines can mislead. East Tennessee and Western NC aren’t much different, but West Tennessee is quite different from East Tennessee. (Why “West Tennessee” but “Western NC”? Just a convention.)
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