Read A Love Affair with Southern Cooking Online
Authors: Jean Anderson,Jean Anderson
The city of the world where you can eat and drink the most and suffer the least.
—William Makepeace Thackeray, on New Orleans
F
irst, please read this section carefully. The information given here includes basics that will assist you as you cook.
Note:
For baking, I recommend that you use light-colored pans (preferably aluminum). Dark pans as well as those lined with dark nonstick coatings tend to overbrown breads, cakes, cookies, and pie crusts.
Unless specified to the contrary
Note:
Always sift flour before you measure it even if the label says “presifted,” because flour compacts in transit and storage. To measure: Spoon the sifted flour lightly into a dry cup measure (these are the nested cups in 1-cup,
½-
cup,
1
/
3
-
cup, and
¼-
cup sizes), then level off the surface with the edge of a small, thin-blade spatula. Breads (especially biscuits), cakes, and pastries made with unsifted flour will never be as flaky or feathery as those made with sifted flour.
Note:
Mayonnaise, lard, and vegetable shortening are measured the same way, and jam and peanut butter often are as well. Recipes are specific about how each should be measured.
About Pork and Chicken
Here’s a tip:
If your supermarket or butcher has no fryers, go to the rotisserie department and sweet-talk the man in charge into selling you a raw rotisserie chicken weighing 2
½
to 3 pounds. If he won’t disjoint it for you, perhaps the butcher will. That’s what I was forced to do when testing the fried chicken recipes in this book.
About Pasteurized Eggs
Many old southern recipes call for raw eggs or ones that are not sufficiently cooked to destroy the salmonella bacteria that may (or may not) be present. It’s said that only one in 10,000 eggs may be infected; still, using raw eggs is rather like playing Russian roulette. I’d rather be safe than sorry. So whenever I think it advisable to use pasteurized eggs in a particular recipe, I say so. Fortunately, you can now buy pasteurized eggs at some supermarkets and specialty groceries (Davidson is the brand my markets carry). Pasteurized eggs can be used in place of raw eggs in any recipe; their whites are slightly cloudy and take longer to whip to stiff peaks than raw egg whites. Otherwise, I see no difference between the two. If pasteurized eggs are unavailable, I’d suggest buying eggs from a small local source, perhaps some trusted vendor at your farmer’s market.
As for Meringues
The time it takes to brown a meringue-topped pie may not render it safe, so use pasteurized egg whites or consider one of these other options: pasteurized egg whites sold in both powdered form (Just Whites) and in liquid (the Whole Foods grocery chain now stocks little cartons of liquid pasteurized whites). You might also consider using a meringue powder (stocked by some specialty food shops and most bakery supply houses); I personally find the flavor a bit artificial, but adding a few drops of pure vanilla extract will help erase it. If none of these options is available to you, use only eggs from a local source that you trust implicitly.
Note:
The American Egg Board recently worked out a recipe for a fully cooked meringue made with unpasteurized eggs. I haven’t the space to reprint it here, but you will find the recipe posted on their website://www.aeb.org/Recipes/EggClassics/SOFTPIEMERINGUE.htm.
About Pie Crusts
If you still make your own pastry, good for you. Many people are too busy to do so today and I occasionally plead guilty myself. Some frozen pie crusts are excellent; find a brand that you like and stick with it.
Note:
If you use a frozen pie shell, choose a deep-dish one and recrimp the crust to make a high, fluted edge. This will minimize spillovers, which so often happen with pies. Recrimping is easy: Simply move around the edge of the crust making a zigzag pattern by pinching the dough between the thumb of one hand and the index finger and thumb of the other. Takes less than a minute. Also, before you fill the pie shell, set it—still in its flimsy aluminum tin—inside a standard 9-inch pie pan; this is for added support.
To avoid spillovers, I slide the pie onto a heavy-duty rimmed baking sheet, preheated along with the oven to ensure that the bottom crust will be as crisp as possible.
Tip:
Also now available at many supermarkets: unroll-and-use pastry circles; look for them near the refrigerated biscuits. I find these especially good for pies larger or smaller than 9 inches—the diameter of most frozen pie shells. These pastry circles are also the ones to use when you’re making a two-crust pie.
Note:
If you are using a frozen or other prepared pie crust and a recipe calls for a
fully baked pie shell,
bake according to package directions.
I grew up eating well—cheese grits,
homemade biscuits smothered in butter,
home-cured ham, red-eye gravy—and that
was just breakfast.
—
OPRAH WINFREY
A glass of wine and a bit of mutton are always ready, and such as will be content to partake of them are always welcome.
—George Washington
I
grew up in a southern college town where teas and open houses were the preferred way to entertain, and, being a “faculty brat,” I was subjected to plenty of them. Whenever my mother was the hostess, my job was to keep the platters brimming with cheese daisies, tea sandwiches, and such.
My mother was big in clubs—the American Association of University Women (AAUW), the State College Woman’s Club, the Book Exchange, the Sewing Circle—and the meetings, it seemed to me, were mostly recipe swaps. The majority of members were southern, so the recipes Mother added to her card files over the years were also southern. I have that card file today, and to riffle through it is to remember not only the recipes but also those good southern cooks who gave them to my mother. Several of them are printed here for the first time.
The only time I remember anything alcoholic being served (except at the Carolina Country Club) was at Christmastime, when bourbon was slipped into eggnog. Most of the South was dry or semidry back then; only in New Orleans, Charleston, and parts of Florida could you buy a mixed drink.
In the North Carolina counties considered “wet,” there were state-run ABC (Alcoholic Beverage Control) stores where you could buy the hard stuff. Restaurants, however, were forbidden to serve cocktails until late in the twentieth century. Incredible as it may seem, the receptionist at East Tennessee’s posh Inn at Blackberry Farm told me to “bring my own” if I wanted a cocktail before dinner—in 1997! The county was still dry just ten years ago.
Throughout my childhood, the faithful preached the “evils of drink” except for “whiskey-palians” who—horrors!—drank
wine
at communion. Not so the more evangelistic denominations who preferred Welch’s grape juice (and whose congregations included many a fine bootlegger).
When I was old enough to drink, the BYO (Bring Your Own) party was fashionable, but the booze had to be hidden in a brown bag in both car and restaurant. We’d order setups, sneak our brown-bagged bottles from underneath the table, then add as much bourbon, Jack Daniel’s, or Southern Comfort as we wanted.
Does this explain why southern appetizers run to rib-sticking meats, cheeses, and eggs? I’ve always thought so; they helped “line the stomach” and sop up the booze. With no opened liquor allowed in cars, people would polish off their bottles before driving back home.
Today mixed drinks can be bought in nearly every southern town, but the Southerner’s fondness for substantial appetizers persists.
What follow are such perennial favorites as barbecued meatballs, pickled shrimp, candied bacon, and boiled peanuts plus some of the truly innovative new appetizers I’ve enjoyed on recent travels about the South.
Burn off your infested cotton! Plant Peanuts!
—
GEORGE WASHINGTON CARVER
BROILED OYSTERS WITH TOASTED PECAN PESTO
MAKES
4
SERVINGS
A few years ago
Gourmet
magazine sent me south to profile “Little-Known Louisiana.” I’d visited New Orleans several times, also parts of Cajun Country, but I’d never spent time in the central and northern parishes (counties). Driving over from Mississippi, I entered the Felicianas or “English Louisiana.” First stop: St. Francisville, high on a bluff above the great river with antebellum mansions scattered about. At The Myrtles, said to be America’s “most haunted house,” I encountered no ghosts. But I did discover a fine little restaurant called Kean’s Carriage House. Among chef Tyler Kean’s spins on southern cooking was this imaginative appetizer.
Coarse or kosher salt for anchoring the oyster shells
¼ cup lightly toasted pecans (10 to 12 minutes in a 350° F. oven)
2 small garlic cloves
3 cups firmly packed fresh basil leaves
2½ tablespoons coarse dry bread crumbs
2½ tablespoons freshly grated Parmesan
2½ tablespoons water
2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice 2
½ tablespoons butter, at room temperature
2½ tablespoons fruity olive oil
16 oysters on the half shell
2 tablespoons finely julienned fresh basil leaves (optional garnish)
PICKLED OYSTERS
MAKES
6
TO
8
SERVINGS
Pickled oysters are a cocktail favorite wherever oysters are fresh, plump, and flavorful, meaning most of the South. The hostesses I know like to mound them in small crystal bowls, top them off with a little of the pickling liquid, and pass with toothpicks so that guests can “go spear-fishing.” Though the red serranos add color, I suggest sprigging the bowl with fresh dill umbels or sprigs of Italian parsley. Come to think of it, small fennel umbels would also be attractive and appropriate. Note:
Because cooking clouds the oyster liquid, I pour it through a coffee filter–lined sieve directly onto the oysters and spices. Makes for a prettier presentation at serving time.
2 dozen shucked oysters of uniform size (not too large) in their liquid (about 1 quart or 2 pounds)
Two 1¾-inch red serrano peppers, stemmed and cut crosswise into thin slices
4 whole allspice
4 blades mace
½ cup cider vinegar
1 tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon salt, or to taste
1 to 3 small fresh dill or fennel umbels or sprigs of Italian parsley (garnish)
COCA-COLA
“Gimme a dope.” To Southerners of a certain age, “dope” is still synonymous with Coke.
It’s no secret that the original Coca-Cola syrup, concocted in 1886 by Atlanta pharmacist John Pemberton, did contain cocaine. Marketed as a “nerve tonic,” it was just what Southerners needed during the Civil War’s agonizing aftermath.
Enter Atlanta businessman Asa Candler, who’d suffered from migraines since childhood. When a friend suggested that he try Coca-Cola, he headed to Jacob’s Pharmacy, where it was served at five cents a glass. The soda jerk spooned an ounce or so of Pemberton’s dark, secret syrup into a glass, then fizzed it with carbonated water.
Candler downed that first glass of Coca-Cola in 1888, emerged pain-free, and quickly wrote his brother of the amazing cure. In no time, Candler bought the recipe for Pemberton’s elixir (a blend of sugar, aromatic oils [cinnamon, citrus, and coriander], vanilla, and lime juice plus cocaine, and caffeine extracted from African kola nuts). By 1891 he owned the company, and by 1895 he’d opened syrup plants in Chicago, Dallas, and Los Angeles.
Convinced of Coca-Cola’s efficacy, Candler described it as “a medical preparation of great value which the best physicians unhesitatingly endorse for mental and physical exhaustion.”
He aimed to have Coca-Cola served at every American soda fountain. Early on he sent a barrel of his syrup to a friend in Vicksburg, Mississippi, who, instead of fizzing it in a glass at his soda fountain, bottled it. At first Candler didn’t object, but when others followed suit, he balked; bottlers were reaping huge profits. Unfortunately, he had no legal grounds to stop them.
Around the turn of the century, Coca-Cola began getting bad press because of the cocaine it contained. There were reports of people becoming addicted, of people “going funny” after drinking Coca-Cola (some soda jerks were known to double or triple the usual dose of syrup).
In 1901, or perhaps early 1902, Candler decided to remove cocaine from the Coca-Cola formula, which only he and a trusted colleague knew how to mix. He even asked a New Jersey laboratory to “de-cocaine-ize” coca leaves for him.
With Coke so successful, copy-cat colas began flooding the market. Candler’s next move was to make Coca-Cola America’s
bold-face brand. No problem. He supplied every pharmacy with Coca-Cola glasses, Coca-Cola clocks, Coca-Cola calendars. He turned country barns into Coca-Cola billboards. He handed out coupons for free Coca-Cola. Then in 1916, the Root Glass Company of Terre Haute, Indiana, created the most distinctive Coca-Cola item of all: a wasp-waisted green bottle so unique a blind man could recognize it.
Soon after World War One, Georgia banker Ernest Woodruff and a consortium of New York moneymen bought Candler out for $25 million. But it was Woodruff’s son Robert, workaholic company boss for nearly sixty years, who made Coca-Cola a global colossus. A shrewd marketer, Woodruff promised every American in uniform during World War Two “a bottle of Coca-Cola for five cents wherever he is and whatever it costs the company.” At General Dwight Eisenhower’s request, Woodruff opened bottling plants on major fronts (sixty-four in all) and supplied “soldier-technicians” to keep the Coke flowing. Needless to add, millions of vets came home with a thirst for it.
By the time Woodruff died in 1985, Coke had flown in a space shuttle. But more important, it had soared to number one in the world. To document this long, colorful climb to the top, the company opened the World of Coca-Cola in 1990 in—where else?—Atlanta.
The banquet succeeded: the ribs and choicest fat pieces of the bullocks, excellently well barbecued, were brought into the apartment of the public square, constructed and appointed for feasting; bowls and kettles of stewed flesh and broth were brought in for the next course, and with it a very singular dish, the traders call it tripe soup…The dish is greatly esteemed by the Indians.
—
WILLIAM BARTRAM
,
TRAVELS OF WILLIAM BARTRAM
,
DESCRIBING A BARBECUE IN THE ALACHUA INDIAN TOWN OF CUSCOWILLA
,
FLORIDA
, 1773
SHRIMP-STUFFED CHERRY TOMATOES
MAKES ABOUT
6
DOZEN
These popular hors d’oeuvre are easy, attractive, and accommodating because they can be made several hours ahead of time and refrigerated until serving time. It’s best to use cherry tomatoes the size of a Ping-Pong ball; smaller ones are difficult to stuff, larger ones messy to eat. Note:
The best implement to use for hollowing out cherry tomatoes is a melon baller no more than three-fourths of an inch in diameter. The easiest way to fill them is to squirt the shrimp mixture through a pastry bag; no metal tip is needed because the opening at the bottom of the bag is just
right.
Tip:
If you have a food processor, chunk the cheese, shrimp, and scallions and whiz in a food processor along with all remaining ingredients for about a minute or until smooth, scraping the work bowl at half-time.
4 pints cherry tomatoes of uniform size, washed and patted dry
One 8-ounce package light cream cheese (Neufchâtel), at room temperature
6 ounces shelled and deveined cooked shrimp, finely chopped (see Tip above)
2 large scallions, trimmed and finely chopped (white part only)
2 tablespoons mayonnaise (use “light,” if you like)
1½ tablespoons finely snipped fresh dill
2 teaspoons prepared horseradish
2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice
¼ teaspoon salt, or to taste
¼ teaspoon black pepper, or to taste