Blogging from A to Z: April – 2016: Q
The Blogging from A to Z challenge is to post everyday during the month of April 2016, except Sunday. I will start with the letter A and hopefully make it all the way to Z. I hope you enjoy the read!
Come sit a spell with me and learn about the foods and memories of my Southern heritage, and enjoy a little Southern talk along the way… I grew up in the heart of Georgia, married a Yankee in Connecticut and suddenly became displaced from my roots. But one thing is true – You can take the girl out of the South – But you can’t take the South out of the girl! I’ve learned to eat differently over the years, but I’ve never given up the foods I grew up on. When I left Georgia, at the young age of nineteen, I knew how to cook nothing! I pretty much learned to cook by asking mama over the phone, how do you do make this, and how do you make that; thank heavens for my Southern mama! Even though mama doesn’t cook too much today, she still remembers the recipes and she’s been my go-to person every night in chatting about my Southern foods and many of her memories.
Southern Food and Memories
Letter “Q” foods almost stumped me until….I remembered Quail! I’ve never actually cooked quail, but I remember my father shooting quail birds at granddaddy McKinley’s farm. It seems they often landed out in the fields there, hiding in the tall grasses. It’s such a little bird, but very tender meat. Takes a lot of them to fill you up, as like I said, they are a little bird. If daddy shot them, usually one of the fox hounds ran to retrieve them.
Quail seems to be very popular in Georgia – there is even now a Quail processing plant right there in Greensboro. The bird is also known as a “bobwhite” – name derived from its characteristic whistling call and its white tail. Quail thrive in pine tree forests and hay fields/pastures; they were plentiful around Siloam back in the day, but they are few and far between now – another change in times around Siloam. Now if you want to shoot them, you have to go to a hunting farm that stock quail – boy times have changed – and not all for the good!
I learned to whistle while at granddaddy’s farm; he’d sit on the back stoop with me in the evening and teach me how to whistle to the Bobwhite – and wait for him to answer back! That was fun waiting for the bird to whistle back to me.
To listen to that famous Bobwhite call – click here… http://youtu.be/nEKIAteCDYU
Hey did you ever watch the show Queen for a Day – I did – and loved it! Yea I know its not a food, but it’s a memory.
Welk time for this chick to go have breakfast – hope grits are on the menu – and maybe if I’m lucky, I’ll even find a Dunkin Donuts too! Definitely need my coffee fix!!
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