#7 Greasy Foods.
I told my doctor several years ago, “I grew up in the South, where if it ain’t fried, it ain’t food.”
“I grew up in the South, where if it ain’t fried, it ain’t food.”
That’s funny. I grew up on a farm in Kansas and we ate what we raised. T-bone or porterhouse steak and eggs for breakfast and yes it was all fried and accompanied by homemade biscuits and steak gravy made from the pan drippings. But we did use our own lard which my mom rendered. Of course the cracklins were used in homemade cornbread. Just plain good.