Hmmm. Sweet tea. Whiskey. Lemon juice. Sounds like a sassy summertime take on a hot toddy to us.
No, not Maine clam chowder. North Carolina clam chowder. It’s a brothier, clammier, lighter chowder. No complaints here.
Make no mistake, there are umpteen approaches to frying catfish. None is necessarily right or wrong. But this one is superlative.
We’re thinking about petitioning for the word “julep” to officially function as a verb as well as a noun. Julep us!
Hot enough to make you holler. That’s how they like their fried chicken in Nashville. Who are we to argue?
“Spectacular.” “Sinful.” “Easy.” “Airy.” “Buttery.” “Lofty.” “Perfect.” That’s what folks are saying about these little lovelies.
Most Southerners believe—correctly—that wings are the sweetest part of the chicken. Amen to that.
David practices proper Southern gentility by whipping up batch after batch of that good old-fashioned party must, pimento cheese.
We could blather on and on and on about this surprising riff on a Southern classic, but you best experience it for yourself.
Yup. You can make your own chunks of porcine indulgence with nothing more than thickly sliced bacon and a sturdy skillet.
These quick, easy, gritty-in-a-good-way little corn cakes come from a doyenne of Southern cooking. Put simply, they don’t disappoint.
You’ve not “made it” until you’ve an eponymous cocktail all your own. Witness the Fatty Daddy, a sweetly surprising number that packs a punch, just like our own dear David.
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