Food...glorious food! Isn't it amazing how certain foods take us back to our childhood? My recent roadtrip thru parts of the South was a real culinary walk down memory lane. (I grew up in the South.)
I love these. You can get them at every convenience store in the South. I can't find them where I live now.
We ate in lots of places like this one in Alabama:
The waitress tried to explain what a barbecue baked potato was. She said it had "them itty bitty green things" on it. Those were chives. It also had cheese and barbecue sauce.
I drank lots and lots and lots of sweet tea. I love it. My husband and son took one sip and asked for it to be diluted with unsweetened tea.
We ate at this place in White, Georgia:
I did not have Lynn's Fried Cheesecake - but I did have a pimiento cheese sandwich on white bread that was heavenly and turned me into an 8-year-old again.
Alas, this place was closed:
The owner's name is really Reverend Colonel Poole. You can have your name painted on a pig for the Pig Hill of Fame:
I ate grits and biscuits but, alas, no hushpuppies or boiled peanuts. (I only saw a sign for boiled peanuts once. They are everywhere in Georgia and South Carolina.)
So, that's my culinary roadtrip. Hungry?