I will have to try Fish River Grill next time I am down that way. I have heard people talk about it before and I love me some good fried catfish. I can't do livers, but I can eat gizzards and chittlins' so go figure. I damn sure draw the line at pigs and chicken feet! A damn hard line! My grandmother could eat them and it would gross me the hell out.
What you talkin' bout Willis? Catfish, collards. That's high level stuff right there. Fried catfish, coleslaw, collards, hush puppies.... That's fine eating. Pounded (or cube) steak, field peas with jowl, squash and onions, butterbeans, okra... king's table.
Viennas, potted meat, sardines, spam... pantry staples for those days when you just don't feel like caviar. If you've ever gone into a dingy roadside gas station with a wooden screen door and gotten head cheese, some chunks of cheddar and some crackers? You've eaten like a royal.
If you're going to draw a line, draw it at pig's (or chicken) feet, chitlin's and possum. Don't eat any of that shit.
Yes to all that in bold. Spamburgers are great and underrated. The rest of those pantry staples and head cheese just needs saltines and Crystal's hot sauce. That makes for some damn fine eating.
My grandmothers were both good cooks and both grew a big enough garden to feed 4 or 5 families. Fed and slaughtered their own pigs, chickens and fattening steer. Growing up we were always eating the good stuff. Chicken-n-Dumplings, chicken fried steak, fried chicken, ham, chopped steak, pot roast, pork roast, pork chops, smoked pork butt and ribs, tenderloins, deer, rabbit, duck, geese, squirrels. We also had, slaw, kraut and weenies, turnip, mustard and collard greens, brussel sprouts, broccoli casserole, goulash, pintos, navy beans, 15 bean soup, green beans, lima beans, okra, corn, peppers of all kinds, homemade mac-n-cheese. There was sausage, bacon, eggs, homemade buscuits, gravy made from the grease and muscadine, blueberry, strawberry, peach, pear, grape, elderberry and blackberry jellies. The only times we didn't eat like this was during baseball season. We always had burgers and dogs at home games and BK at away games.
No matter how much of that I ate and I would eat until I was miserable a lot of meals, I couldn't keep any weight on me. We would ride our bikes for miles, fish, work in the garden, play baseball and basketball all day everyday. We didn't come in after breakfast except lunch and supper times. I miss that life a lot. A whole lot.