There’s no food like Southern comfort food and that’s double for the holidays. Grits is most definitely a major food-group, buttermilk biscuits with butter and honey are the best breakfast food ever and red velvet cake truly is to die for.
Sunday dinner isn’t worth squat if the hush puppies aren’t on the table right between the fried chicken and mashed potatoes. Moon Pies are in the snack drawer next to the pralines and those apples aren’t for eating but putting in the pie mamma’s baking tomorrow.
Sushi is and always will be bait, granola is squirrel food, bone suckin’ sauce is what daddy puts on the ribs, and a spice rack is my thirty-six Bs.
My favorite part of the South is in the bakery. Everyone knows Savannah has the best Red Velvet Cake ever, and cocoanut cake to die for. Cobblers! Lord have mercy the cobblers are the best. I can almost taste a blueberry cobbler right now.
You get the picture, I love Southern cooking, especially Savannah southern cooking. The city is best visited if you eat your way across it. When I was there I got the very best…and easiest…pecan pie recipe ever and I’m here to pass it on to you.
Pecan Pie (yummy)
9” unbaked pie crust (if in a hurry Pillsbury in the fridge section)
1 cup light corn syrup
1 cup firmly packed dark brown sugar
3 eggs slightly beaten
1/3 cut butter melted
½ tsp salt
1 tsp vanilla
1 cup pecan halves (or walnuts)
Heat oven to 350. Combine corn syrup, sugar, eggs, butter, salt, vanilla and mix well. Pour into crust, sprinkle with nuts and bake for 50 min till knife comes out clean. Cool. Add whipped cream, cinnamon or caramel ice cream is great.
And when you take that first bite think of me.
So what is your favorite thing in the bakery? Do you have a special pie? Cobbler of your very own? A delish cake you save just for company?
Hugs, Duffy Brown
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