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In this memoir, a child's recollections of her family and warm home life are lovingly preserved in a front-porch ambience. As Windham weaves her memories there are digressions into tales that mark the castes of a bygone South, tales that move in slow cadence and bring to life a family that accommodated all members in their entertaining oddities.
Southern food is as delightful and as varied as the region from which it comes - shrimp gumbo simmered in kitchens along the gulf Coast, roast venison from Alabama's piney woods, wild ducks from Georgia's marshland, tall stacks of Tennessee in-fare cakes, charlotte piled high in crystal bowls, dewberry cobbler, scuppernong wine, tender turnip greens with wedges of hot cornbread, peas cooked with ham hocks, Brunswick stew made by an old family recipe, fresh fish with hush puppies, chess pie, squash souffle, spoon bread, smothered quail with baked grits, chicken fried to a crisp, thick slices of country ham with red-eye gravy. The list goes on and on, as good Deep South cooks and discriminating diners know.
Remembering the sting of male discrimination she repeatedly endured during her career as a newspaper-woman, Kathryn Tucker Windham, with wistful amusement, recalls here the hurt and the awful fact of being overlooked, snubbed, and ribbed by her male colleagues.
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