Buttermilk biscuits and tomato gravy was close to a delicacy at out house and not just when we were poor. It is good.
Mother used to fry potatoes then pour flour on the whole mess and it was really good. Probably not that good for you tho.
During depression my dad & grandparents were in a coal mine town in Western Pa. Mine shut down, but they kept a few on and my grandfather had been foreman so he worked as maint guy entire depression. Up and down the street, everybody was unemployed and at first no welfare or anything, people fought over jobs that paid 8 cents/hour. All kinds of jealousy & hate at anybody who was lucky enough to be workin some. My grandma cooked soup & made bread and all the kids, between 75-100 of them would show up at lunch in their back yard. They had picnic tables and often it was the only meal those kids got every day. Grandma use to tell me that was the only way they got along with everyone else cause of all the jealousy. Grandma had to do it to keep the peace.
THen finally, all the boys were shipped off to CCC camps and they sent 20 bucks a month home.
Here along the Yukon, I'll be eatin caribou, moose, and all the salmon I want from my set net, what I do now anyway.
IKN, when I was growing up my dad always used to say you need to eat a meal that will “stick to your ribs” LOL