“When I was a kid, we used to open a jar of home canned blackberries and juice, put a serving in a bowl, add a little heavy cream from the fresh milk, stir and eat it.”
I know I am older than you but our “upbringing” was similar. Did one of your parents like buttermilk? I can remember my mother having a glass of buttermilk and putting cornbread in it and eating it. I also remember me putting cornbread in a glass of milk and eating it and it was GOOD.
Yes, I think it was similar. That’s because my Dad’s parents lived in a very rural area. The nearest town had a main street that was chat and only lasted 2 blocks, and virtually lived with them every chance I could especially summers.
My parents lived in a small town that was only about 10 minutes from Springfield Missouri metro area. So I kinda grew up in two environments.
Grandparents had a 20 acre farm outside of town, and they had a small dairy herd that we milked by hand. They also had chickens, pigs, and gardens.
No indoor water or facilities for most of that time.
Yes I do remember the buttermilk. Hubby still talks about his mom making clabbered milk, and buttermilk and he still eats cornbread and buttermilk.
He also likes to take corn bread and chopped tomatoes with juice poured on it topped by a bit of hot bacon grease.
Me, I never aquired a taste for buttermilk. I like my cornbread slathered in butter and a glass of milk to wash it down with.
One of my favorite quick meals is Pinto beans topped with onion chunks, accompanied by buttered cornbread and a glass of milk. For additional nevana just add sliced homegrown tomatoes and fried taters.
Oh wow. Cornbread and milk. My fathers favorite. I have so many memories of watching him scoop it out of a large mug of buttermilk or regular milk ( he didn’t care which). It’s been 9 years since he passed. I still miss him.