I've found a new website that has some interesting items. Deb and Cindy find treasures in the Middle Tennessee area and want to share what they have found. Their website is www.auntsisterspicks.com, and they sell on Etsy. They remind me of the grand Southern tradition of re-use and re-purposing. If you had a grandmother with a drawer full of bread ties, then you know what I mean. You probably had a nice jewelry collection made of bread ties, as long as Grandma, Granny, MeMaw, Mawmaw or whoever didn't catch you. If you have washed red solo cups like they were a part of your good china, you know where I'm coming from. I have also heard of people washing aluminum foil for reuse. I do love aluminum foil and cannot cook without it, but I can't bring myself to wash it and use it again. I use it specifically so that I don't have to wash. Southerners have been "green" for decades. Next time you need that special piece of furniture or anything interesting for the house, hit the flea market or yard sales. You will probably find items with more character and will save them from the dump.
Please check out the review of Moore's Market on the restaurant page. Wonderful meal.
We had a visitor this weekend, and I actually felt confident enough to fry something for breakfast. I went with the pork tenderloin, since that had turned out so good the last time. I thought it was good this time as well. Yes, I'm still using frozen biscuits. I decided to attempt to make a little gravy to go with our food. I left a couple of tablespoons of oil in the pan, along with the bits and pieces left from frying the tenderloin. I added a couple of tablespoons of flour to that and let it brown a minute. Then, I added the milk and let it cook until we got something close to gravy consistency. This was a very brown gravy with very little taste. It didn't taste bad. It just didn't have any flavor at all. I'm not sure what the deal is. At some point, I may have to try it with sausage to see if I can get a little closer. I've tried it with bacon before and that had a little more flavor. I can definitely say that I'm not ready to cook gravy for a big family breakfast. Congratulations to my husband's friend for being a guinea pig. He ate it and didn't seem to complain. He was very impressed with the biscuits. Thank you, Pillsbury.
When anything exciting or traumatic happens, Southerners like to bring food. Have a baby? Have a nice pound cake. Graduate from somewhere? Have some pigs in a blanket. Have a death in the family? We'll bring fried chicken. Recently, I did something every Proper Southern Woman should do. I've join the circle of people at church who bring food when someone passes away. I am on the meat committee. It is pretty exciting. If someone is in need on a Monday or Tuesday, then I get to take them fried chicken. I'm allowed to purchase it, so this is well within my skill set. Southerners do not expect you to cater meals for anything of the sort. If you have to buy so much as a scrap of bread, then we have failed as a community. If you are a displaced Southerner, make sure that you work to start this tradition in your community. Nothing says love like a pound cake in a time of need. If you're in Buffalo, I believe that sour kraut equates to love so work with that. I am hoping that having a baby results in a casserole or two. I don't really care to cook now, muchless once a baby comes. This week, take somebody some food if you find the right occasion. You don't have to cook it yourself. There are plenty of professionals to assist with that. Wait until you see the look on their faces - gratitude...confusion for people who know me.