Read A Love Affair with Southern Cooking Online
Authors: Jean Anderson,Jean Anderson
Some years ago when I was interviewing the granddaughter-in-law of one of our Virginia presidents, she served a clear chicken broth strewn with strips of white meat, dots of tomato, and crescents of celery. Hearing me praise her “lovely chicken soup,” she snorted. “Chicken soup! Chicken soup! This is Brunswick stew!” It was unlike any Brunswick stew I’d ever eaten, and I said so. “Well,” she replied.
“
You’re
from North Carolina.
You
make it with
potatoes
.”
Plus onions, plus baby butter beans, plus sweet corn, plus…plus…To be honest, the stew-masters of Brunswick County, where this “Virginia ambrosia” originated back in 1828, would never have recognized my hostess’s anemic version. The original was a porridge-y muddle of squirrels, onions, and stale bread concocted by “Uncle” Jimmy Matthews, a camp cook in service to Dr. Creed Haskins of the Virginia Legislature. A hundred and sixty years later, the State General Assembly immortalized the event by proclaiming Brunswick County, Virginia, “the original home of Brunswick Stew.” But they get an argument from Georgians who point to the twenty-gallon iron pot just outside their town of Brunswick; its plaque declares that America’s first Brunswick stew was cooked in that pot in 1898. There are other dissenters as well—mainly food anthropologists who believe that southern Indian tribes were stewing squirrels, corn, and beans long before the White Man stepped ashore. Today, many a southern cook’s most cherished recipe is the dog-eared one for Brunswick stew served at family reunions. This one comes from my Virginia stepmother’s aunt, Annie Pool. Its secret, Aunt Annie once confided, is that it contains beef as well as chicken, also that “the corn is picked, shucked, and added at the very end.”
One 6-to 7-pound stewing hen or capon, with neck and giblets
One 6-pound beef chuck or rump roast
12 cups (3 quarts) cold water
6 large yellow onions, coarsely chopped
18 medium all-purpose potatoes, peeled and cubed
6 cups (3 pints) freshly shelled or frozen baby lima beans (do not thaw)
6 cups (3 pints) canned tomatoes, preferably home-canned
Kernels from 12 large ears sweet corn or 6 cups (3 pints) frozen whole-kernel corn (do not thaw)
¼ cup sugar
6 tablespoons (¾ stick) butter
1 tablespoon salt, or to taste
½ teaspoon black pepper, or to taste
KENTUCKY BURGOO
MAKES
12
SERVINGS
“There is no point in cooking country ham and burgoo to serve just six,” Charles Patteson advises the Derby Day host in
Charles Patteson’s Kentucky Cooking
(1988). “Start with the mandatory mint juleps,” he continues. “Burgoo, which is midway between a hearty soup and a stew, succeeds the juleps in the guests’ cups as a first course.” I hadn’t known that. Nor had I known that it’s traditional for burgoo to be scooped into silver mint julep cups at the annual Kentucky Colonels’ Barbecue the day after the Derby. In
Kentucky’s Best
(1998), Linda Allison-Lewis writes that burgoo must “simmer for twenty-four hours prior to being served,” then confides that burgoo chefs used to listen for the splatter of the “mysterious ingredient”—the ingredient that fused all flavors—being added “sometime in the dark of night.” Legend has it that that ingredient was a black snake that fell out of a tree into the first batch of burgoo.
Historians doubt that but most do agree that burgoo was created during the Civil War by Gus Jaubert, a French chef serving Confederate general John Hunt Morgan. At war’s end, Jaubert settled in Lexington, Kentucky, began making burgoo on a massive scale, and soon gained fame as “the burgoo king.” On his death, according to Ronni Lundi, author of
Shuck Beans, Stack Cakes, and Honest Fried Chicken
(1991), Lexington cook J. T. Looney “inherited both Jaubert’s pot and his title.” While traveling about the Bluegrass State some years ago to research my
Grass Roots Cookbook,
I ate burgoo every chance I got. I also learned more about this Kentucky classic. Jaubert’s original recipe apparently contained blackbirds. Unable to say “blackbird stew” not only because French was his first language but also because he had a hairlip, Jaubert pronounced it “burgoo.” Or so I was told. Elsewhere I learned that those early burgoos contained mostly squirrels plus whatever vegetables came to hand. I daresay that there are hundreds of different recipes for Kentucky burgoo today. This downsized version of the burgoo served for years at the Pete Light Springs Restaurant in Cadiz, Kentucky, was given to me by Lois Watkins, whom I profiled in my book. “This burgoo is the best in the world,” she said as she handed me the scribbled recipe. I won’t quarrel with that.
1 whole chicken breast (2 halves)
1 chicken thigh
1 chicken liver
1½ pounds boneless pork shoulder
6 cups (1½ quarts) cold water
½ pound dried Great Northern beans, washed, sorted, and soaked overnight in 2 cups cold water
2 large yellow onions, finely chopped
4 cups (1 quart) canned tomatoes (preferably home-canned), with their liquid
4 cups (1 quart) canned whole-kernel corn (preferably home-canned), well drained
4 cups (1 quart) canned green peas (preferably home-canned), well drained
2 teaspoons salt, or to taste
½ teaspoon black pepper, or to taste
4 tablespoons (½ stick) butter
STEWED CHICKEN
MAKES
5½
TO
6
CUPS MEAT
(2¼
TO
2½
POUNDS) AND
1½
TO
2
QUARTS STOCK
Early southern cookbooks often include directions for stewing a hen because from Colonial days right up until the mid-twentieth century, many families—townspeople as well as farmers—kept a few chickens for eggs and for eating. My own family did back during World War Two, when red meat was rationed. Even though I was a little girl then, I remember dodging the feisty Leghorns as I gathered eggs. Once a hen stopped laying, Mother, following the lead of a country-come-to-town neighbor, stewed it; the meat could be used in endless ways. Because
several of the southern classics in these pages call for cooked chicken, I thought that a good recipe for stewed chicken might be welcome. Note:
Over-the-hill hens are hard to find these days but plump roasters can be substituted.
Tip:
If the bird is to be tender, you must start it in cold water and never let it boil.
One 4½-to 5-pound roasting chicken, giblets removed and excess fat discarded
1 large yellow onion, quartered
2 large celery ribs, trimmed and cut into 1-inch chunks (include some leaves)
2 large carrots, peeled and cut into 1-inch chunks
2 large whole bay leaves, preferably fresh
2 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon black peppercorns
One man said it took the hair right off his chest, another one said it put the hair on his chest.
—
ANDRE PRINCE JEFFRIES
ON THE HOT CHICKEN SERVED AT PRINCE’S HOT CHICKEN SHACK IN NASHVILLE
,
TENNESSEE
MARY RANDOLPH (1762–1828)
“The most influential American cookbook of the nineteenth century.” That’s how culinary historian Karen Hess describes Mary Randolph’s
Virginia House-wife
(1824) in her historical notes to the facsimile edition (University of South Carolina Press, 1984).
She adds, moreover, that “a case may be made for considering it to be the earliest full-blown American cookbook.”
That an “FFV” (First Family of Virginia aristocrat with ties to both George Washington and Thomas Jefferson) would write a cookbook is surprising. That she would pen what some consider “the finest cookbook ever to come out of the American kitchen” is unprecedented.
Before
The Virginia Housewife,
American women used English cookery books filled with fussy recipes. Mary Randolph was the first to recognize the emerging American cuisine and to publish such simple Virginia classics as broiled shad, turnip greens boiled with bacon, batter bread, and sweet potato pudding.
She believed that the quality of the cooking was more important than the quantity of dishes sent out of the kitchen. “Profusion is not elegance,” she wrote.
The first of Thomas and Ann Cary Randolph’s thirteen children, Mary Randolph was born in 1762 at Ampthill, the Chesterfield County plantation of her maternal grandparents. Though hers was a life of privilege, she learned early on that being mistress of a large plantation meant managing household finances, supervising the servants, and knowing how to preserve food safely (it’s said that Mary Randolph invented the icebox). It also meant mastering the intricacies of food preparation as well as the art of elegant entertaining. No small job.
At the age of eighteen, Mary Randolph married David Meade Randolph, her first cousin once removed, becoming mistress of Presque Isle, a 750-acre plantation in Chesterfield County, Virginia. Presque Isle was an unhealthy place to raise a family, it turned out, because much of it was swampy.
Relocating to Richmond, the Randolphs built a grand red brick house. “Moldavia,” as they called it, soon became the social center of the city’s Federalist power elite, thanks in part to Mary’s gifts as cook and hostess.
In 1802, President Jefferson, at odds with the Federalists, fired Mary’s husband (his own cousin) as U.S. Marshal (a post bestowed by George Washington). Financial reversals followed, and the Randolphs were forced to sell Moldavia and downsize. Undeterred, Mary opened a boardinghouse and soon made her table the talk of the town.
Only after the Randolphs moved to Washington to spend their declining years with their son William Beverley did Mary begin her benchmark cookbook. She declares her mission in the preface: “The difficulties I encountered when I first entered on the duties of a house-keeping life, from the want of books sufficiently clear and concise to impart knowledge to a Tyro, compelled me to study the subject, and by actual experiment to reduce everything in the culinary line, to proper weights and measures.”
Unfortunately, Mary Randolph died four years after her book was published and never lived to see its astounding success.