Alabama Pralines…

B707ECBF-D6AF-486E-BEEA-F7D6FF44D5F1If you’ve visited any great southern cities, particularly coastal cities such as Charleston, Savannah and New Orleans – chances are you’ve been drawn into a Praline Shop. We southerners call this sweet confection – Praw-leens,  we’ll know right away you aren’t from the south if you call them Pray-leens.  Since we’ve gotten the correct pronunciation out of the way, let me just say, however you pronounce Pralines, you will either love them or say- they’re too sweet!  Eat enough pralines in your lifetime and you will become a praline critic- I complain that some pralines are too grainy- the sugar isn’t smooth enough or sometimes the pecans aren’t toasted enough to suit me. Yet even as I criticize-  I  will stand there and eat a praline until all of the sugary morsel is gone… Every. Single. Time. Why is the South so famous for Pralines?

  • We seem to have a corner on the market of the famous pecan candy.
  • The infamous Southern Sweet Tooth is on full display in that little patty of a   praline.
  • The South grows an abundance of Sugar Cane and we do love our homegrown Pecans.

Still. Food historians tell us that pralines have been made for 100’s of years in the South- getting their start in New Orleans. According to John Egerton’s tome, called Southern Food– he quotes the Picayune Creole Cookbook written in 1901- Pralines are, ‘dainty and delightful confections that have, for upwards of 150 years, delighted…generations of New Orleans…’ Wait a minute! In 1901 they were saying Pralines had been made for 150 years? Crazy, now it’s over 250 years! Egerton goes on to explain that a  French diplomat named Cesar du Plessis-Praslin gave his name to a confection of ‘caramelized almonds and sugar’. Could we pause a minute.. I need to say a prayer of praise- ‘Lord, I’m thankful those Creoles swapped out toasted pecans for the almonds!’ Okay, let’s resume… I want to use my best words to describe pralines-

They are small puddles of caramelized sugar, rich with real butter and thick cream stirred in great copper vats. The fragrance of pralines spills out of candy shops onto sidewalks luring tourists As they watch confectioners with wooden paddles stir the roiling hot sugar to perfection before adding vanilla and exquisitely toasted pecans. On cobbled streets and sidewalks-folks watch in amazement as the hot sugary mass is carefully poured into small patties which become the delectable mass of Southern sweetness, we call Pralines.

4CD9B390-63E7-4059-8A51-EDC222D010DBAlabama isn’t widely known for her pralines- the sweet confections of my youth spun sugar more often into Divinity, Peanut Brittle or a plate of Chocolate Fudge; all of which depended on the weather for success. Humidity is the enemy of granulated sugar in cooked candies. Sugar will do weird things like turn grainy or stiff or sit there and sulk- weeping. I know this to be true- I’ve rarely found a perfect day and  have made enough mistakes to throw out whole batches of candy that weren’t fit to eat.  Recently, I found, a yellowed and fragile newspaper clipping with a recipe for Alabama Pralines stuck in my grandmother’s cookbook. I don’t recall that she ever made them. Perhaps she was unskilled at candy making…though she did revel in making a white mass of sugar studded with pecans into Divinity- only on a crisp, cool and dry day sometime before Christmas.  I recall Mimi saying-

‘Edna Earle brought her divinity. It was hard as a rock- I almost broke a tooth trying to eat a piece! You’d think she’d at least check the barometric pressure before she tried to make divinity!’

Will you allow me to go off on a short tangent? I didn’t have a soft cuddly grandmother…no, she was funny, opinionated, had high standards and might have been the best cook I’ve ever known.  The women’s rights movement in the 1960’s never made much of an impression on Mimi. Why? She’d always been in charge of the men in her life.  Mimi was a spicy Southern Spitfire. Still. To find an unmarked recipe for Alabama Pralines in my grandmother’s cookbook intrigued me. I’ll admit I’m no stranger to making candy-

B3E430F2-2101-4333-A94A-CB3D14962C14Toffee and Caramel are two successful favorites…I’ve rarely attempted making Divinity, for fear it might turn out like poor Edna Earles. I’ve tried making pralines a time or two and failed. Anyway, when I decided to make these Alabama Pralines, it was on the absolute worst day for making candy. It was hot and humid- dark clouds threatened rain. I thought this recipe would surely fail. I made them because of one change from the other recipes I’d tried… the Alabama Praline recipe doesn’t call for granulated sugar! Okay, my sweet tooth had flared up too. It didn’t hurt that I had all of the ingredients and a bit of free time. I am happy to report- the recipe for Alabama Pralines not only worked but as most real deal recipes will tell you- pralines can be stored in the freezer. Now, that’s important because faced with a dozen glorious pralines? Let’s just say- they need to be frozen for health and safety concerns! I know you’ll want to make a batch of-

Alabama Pralines 

  • Toast 3/4 chopped pecans and salt. *Here’s how I do it. Put the pecans on a small baking sheet in a single layer- don’t be shy with the salt. Place the salted pecans in a cold oven, setting the temperature to 350 degrees- when the oven has reached 350 degrees- the pecans are toasted perfectly! Set aside and cool. Meanwhile…
  • Over low heat- Melt one stick of Butter- no substitutes and
  • 1/3 cup of light brown sugar- packed.
  • Cook butter and brown sugar over low heat for 3 minutes- stirring constantly
  • Gradually add 2-3 Tablespoons of Half and Half- (you may substitute evaporated milk or heavy cream) Please don’t add milk to the hot sugar and butter mixture all at once lest it bubble up too much! Now-
  • Still on low heat, bring the butter/ brown sugar/ milk mixture up to a boil.
  • Remove from heat- add 1 Teaspoon of Pure Vanilla Extract stirring completely
  • Add 1 cup of sifted confectioner’s sugar-( I had to add another 1/3 cup to my mixture- this could account for the humidity of the day) Beat confectioner’s sugar in well. If the mixture is too thick, you may add a tiny bit more milk
  • Add salted toasted pecans. Stir in well.
  • Drop from heaping tablespoon into glorious puddles on a cookie sheet lined with silicone mat or wax paper until cool.
  • Wrap in wax paper or parchment paper. Yield – one dozen. *When cooled and wrapped the pralines may be stored in the freezer in an airtight container.

Oh my, I hope you’ll try these Alabama Pralines. I would not double the recipe since candy making is a science and the cooking time may vary to get the right consistency. This recipe’s use of confectioner sugar- created a smooth praline-there was no graininess at all, the toasted and salted pecans offered a welcome relief to the oh so sweet praline mixture. Best of all-  no huge copper kettle or wooden paddle required!  Amazingly, the original recipe also says you can pour the praline mixture into a buttered glass baking dish, cool then cut into squares like fudge! I didn’t try that, I wanted to see if I could actually pull off the dropping into buttery puddles! F9BDBF25-017C-4D1F-89B0-402CBB61FA92

I hope you’ll try making a few batches of Alabama Pralines…apparently they remain fresh in the freezer for 6-8 months. Why, if you make them now… Alabama Pralines can be your effort toward Christmas in July! I’m guessing mine won’t last that long! Oh me…

Love y’all, Camellia F7AF9421-91F6-4B68-BC79-34C5BB48972F

* Crushed pralines are a wonderful topping for ice cream.

*John Egerton, a southern food expert, in his landmark work- ‘Southern Food’ subtitled ‘at Home, on the Road, in History’ (copyright 1987) is one of my all time treasured books, find his remarks about Pralines on page 325.

*All photographs are obviously mine

Sister’s Tomato Pie…

1074E78D-FADF-4FD4-8E9B-B961C878D9EEOkay, you’re about to read one of the most delicious sentences I’ve ever written. I made a Tomato Pie. Those five words make my mouth water. Tomato Pie- and not just any tomato pie, my sister’s tomato pie is the best recipe. I use it every time I make one. I always say a prayer with that first bite- ‘Oh Lord, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.’

Now, maybe you’ve never eaten a southern tomato pie and if you haven’t? You don’t have any time to waste because it must be made with the freshest possible summer tomatoes. There are about 6-10 weeks in the summer when this is possible.

Tomato pies aren’t new, I personally can’t recall the first one I ever ate, but finding a recipe for a real one isn’t easy; of the many cookbooks I own- I think I found 2 recipes for tomato pie. Southern Living® Magazine has published several with a few variations. I found myself asking- why are tomato pie recipes so hard to find? Here’s what I’ve come up with…

  • Tomato Pie is a very seasonal recipe.
  • Tomato Pie requires very few ingredients and none that are exotic.
  • Tomato Pie is like so many other southern recipes, as common to the southern cook as cornbread, fried okra, steamed crowder peas, squash casserole and fried green tomatoes.
  • The origins are obscure, some think variations of Tomato Pies began in the early 1800’s, others think it became more common in the 1940’s.
  • Still others think it was a ladies’ luncheon food, had to be served right away and then we’re back to the seasonal aspect- a short season for making them.
  • And there is this-  some Southerners have never even heard of tomato pies.

I’ve recently been told by a friend that at an upscale farmers’ market- she recently purchased a tomato pie. I’m told tomato pies seem to be too labor intensive, I personally think it just falls in that category of how much you want one and are willing to take the time to make a tomato pie. There’s even a few shortcuts that can help you make one a bit faster, like using a purchased pie crust and bagged grated sharp cheddar cheese.

Folks in South Carolina, Georgia and Alabama seem to know about tomato pies. Here’s the thing about a tomato pie that I find interesting… Tomato pies are equally at home on the brunch table, a ladies luncheon or Sunday Dinner; make one and put a simple salad on the side and it’s a full meal, or fry up some pork chops, steam crowder peas, slice up some fresh cucumbers and sweet onions- maybe add a jalapeno pepper on the side and it’s one of our famous Southern Plate lunches.

733A36A0-B1D7-463B-9C24-6080F0C165ADFor Sunday Dinner it’s equally good with fried chicken or baked ham, tiny yeast rolls and fresh cooked pole beans or baby lima beans. Tomato Pie has enough confidence to sit alongside  flash fried softshell crab, pickled shrimp or broiled red snapper for an elegant meal.  Crumble crunchy bacon in it or over the top and you have a delicious variation of Tomato Pie.

If you’re tempted to make a tomato pie- you must use the recipe for my Sister’s Tomato Pie! I wish I had a nickel for every time I’ve heard-

  • ‘I made your sister’s tomato pie!’
  • ‘I’m having company over, I’m not sure whether they’ll like everything I’m fixing but I’m not worried because I’m making your sister’s tomato pie!’

Really! I’m not kidding…her recipe is renowned- maybe I’ll help make it even more famous- that depends on  you! I’ve kept her original directions written out for me. Here’s how to make – A80034B3-7D49-42D4-946F-6E04CA75A3C0

Sister’s Tomato Pie

1 Deep Dish piecrust. Bake for 10 minutes at 400 til lightly brown. Peel and drain on paper towels 3-4 medium tomatoes. Cut and rinse and drain and julienne 5-6 basil leaves. Meanwhile, mix 1/2 cup of mayo with 1/2 cup of sour cream. Place drained tomatoes in layers in pie crust. Sprinkle with salt and black pepper. Then sprinkle with basil. Top with mayo/ sour cream mix- then top with 8 oz. of fine grated sharp cheddar cheese. Bake for 45 minutes at 350. It is so good, making me hungry. Great by itself with salad or with baked chicken, pork etc. Enjoy, Sis

*Note- I often add chopped green onion tops to the sliced basil. And because I’m not as good at making a tomato pie as Sis is, I put 2 oz. of the shredded cheese on the bottom of the hot pie crust – then allow it to melt as it cools…to keep mine from getting soggy- hers never is- but hey, she’s the expert! I also spread the sour cream mixture to the edges of the tomatoes and make sure the grated sharp cheddar also covers the entire pie! And because oven temperatures vary- I often bake it at 375 for 30- 40 minutes or until the cheese is melted and bubbly. Allow to cool a bit before serving I used an 8 inch pie crust so mine makes 6 nice wedges.  Oh my,  Sis is right- it’s making me hungry…it’s so good! Here’s a pictorial of how mine came together…

 

I had some fresh grown tomatoes in our garden – our regular summer tomatoes and some very special San Marzano tomatoes, which we grew for the first time this year!  Some use heirloom tomatoes in various colors. The main thing is- use fresh summer tomatoes, peel and drain well! Others add a bit of finely chopped garlic and vary the herbs- but please don’t mess with it too much!  And as I mentioned before- feel free to fry several slices of good bacon and add to the pie or crumble on top before it’s served. This recipe also makes very good tartlets using very small tomatoes, like these cherry tomatoes and a cupcake pan- yield is about a dozen, great for serving a crowd! I did double this recipe to make two pies and it worked fine. 1074E78D-FADF-4FD4-8E9B-B961C878D9EE

A reminder, you don’t have much time left this summer to make a tomato pie, but if you do- I hope you’ll try my Sister’s Tomato Pie… it’s southern and it’s so good!

Love y’all, Camellia

*photographs are obviously mine.

Tomato Sandwiches…

We’ve had a good crop of tomatoes this year…and we’ve eaten more than our share of the most southern of all sandwiches…the Tomato Sandwich. I was reminded of this piece written back in 2016. My favorite line will always be – ‘the closer you live to a tomato vine, the better your life will be’ …hope y’all enjoy reading about Tomato Sandwiches , better yet I hope your summer includes some homegrown or farmers market tomatoes!

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Summer tomatoes are a delicacy. The closer you live to a tomato vine the better your life will be. There is nothing like the smell of a warm tomato on the vine, nothing. Here at Camellia’s Cottage-we not only hire a pet sitter, we hire someone to water our tomatoes if we’re gone on vacation!  We’ve even been known to bribe folks with tomatoes…‘If you’ll come by andpick up the mail, you can pick some tomatoes.’ Works every time.  We wait on the tomatoes , fret over them- we check on them, often. When we talk tomatoes- we say morbid things like –

  • ‘I think my tomatoes have blossom end rot’
  • ‘Well, the hornworms are going to get to the tomatoes.’
  • ‘I think a possum uprooted the tomato plants.’
  • ‘The birds are going to get all of the tomatoes if you don’t get them first.’
  • ‘This is the last year I’m going…

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Sunday Dinner…

6854D683-9F51-4907-BFFA-95097BD50926Southern cooks aren’t known for carefully measuring spices… we just pinch and sprinkle until we hear the hints and whispers of our ancestors – ‘Add another pinch, okay, that’s enough’. Our spirits tell us- even God surely loves Southern cooking…especially Sunday Dinner. For decades now, I’ve been cooking Sunday Dinner- it’s not like weekday lunches or suppers- when the call goes out ‘It’s ready! Come on in while it’s hot! Y’all come eat!‘ No, on Sundays, folks still use the southern term- ‘Dinner’-for the midday meal. I know it’s strange but down here.. lunch is dinner and dinner is called supper. Go figure, it’s just how we talk. This weekly meal is my effort of bringing my family together- whoever is around and will come…  with no TV blaring and no phone calls and cellphones down, please. There’s no phone call or talk show that can’t wait until Sunday Dinner is over… in fact, rarely a meal is eaten here at the cottage with any of that background noise. My momma used to say- ‘Cut that TV off, it’s so loud I can’t hear myself think!’

On Sundays, I step up to the fiery kitchen altars and cook. Call it a sacrifice, I call it devotion. Usually, it’s familiar food… I don’t think I have to tell you this…this special meal has it’s roots in my ancestral soil. Southern food is what we long for – all. week. long.

Sometimes it’s as simple as a Chicken Pie with tiny carrot coins and early peas. Lemon dressed Spring Greens, small Cucumbers and Cherry Tomatoes fresh from the vines, a side of cool salad- that’s what I fixed this past Sunday. Other times Sunday Dinner is more involved-

Fried Pork Chops, Gravy, Biscuits, Mashed Potatoes and Squash Casserole, maybe flat Green Beans and sliced Tomatoes. Or if the shrimp is fresh.. Jambalaya and cornbread.

Whether elaborate or plain and simple meals- on Sundays- Dessert always makes it’s way to the table. Maybe a cobbler or fresh berries with shortcake and whipped cream or plain sugared berries with our favorite summer berry topping- a dollop of sour cream and a generous sprinkle of brown sugar, especially after a heavy meal.

I could go on and on with this… but I’m getting ahead of myself. While I finish up the cooking- another comes in and pulls out the goblets for Iced Tea and if the table needs a few finishing touches….I appreciate the help. Then perhaps the best ritual of all is the one who settles in his seat- knowing we won’t eat a bite until he says…‘Y’all want me to say the blessing?’ We always say- ‘Yes’ .

That’s the thing about Sunday Dinner- we’re on our best behavior. Okay- we say the blessing at other meals- yet somehow it’s different, more reverent on Sundays. The blessing is said, the dishes are passed- there’s no boarding house reach- quiet requests like-

  • ‘Pass the peas, please’
  • ‘I think I’ll have another roll…maybe another helping’
  • ‘Could you pass the butter?’
  • When you can, pass me the salt and pepper.’ ‘
  • Thank you, oh, you’re welcome’… words that are so nice to hear.

Far from the bustling crowds, as they say- after a long week…Sunday Dinner calms the soul, truly it does. It wouldn’t be authentic to say that Sunday Dinner here is a high culinary experience unless you haven’t run up on one in a long time…the love of Southern Food is what we all have in common- and that makes for an uncommon experience.

The southern cook has a tendency to be concerned; is the food she’s cooked is up to her usual high standards- she might say…

  • ‘That cornbread didn’t turn out as good this time, seems dry’ or
  • ‘How in the world did I get these beans so salty…
  • hand it here, let me see what I can do with it.’
  • Or maybe the dish comes to the table with warnings…
  • Now, y’all watch out- that casserole just came out of the oven and it’s hot as fire’ or
  • ‘Now, don’t y’all add a drop of hot sauce to my jambalaya until you taste it- I added cayenne and red pepper flakes! It’s already as hot as the hinges on the devil’s back door!’

As the meal winds down; you have to sit up a bit straighter so your stomach can manage the load you shoveled in, so you can eat just a bite of dessert; yeah, right…. Words that are music to the Sunday cook’s ears are…

  • ‘That was soo good…’
  • I enjoyed my dinner’
  • ‘Let me help you rinse these dishes’
  • Those words are a surefire way to get a response…
  • ‘Wouldn’t you like to take some home with you? Maybe for your lunch tomorrow, keep you from having to cook.
  • Go ahead take some of those extra cucumbers home too!’

Sunday Dinner or any Southern meal for that matter, is a table loaded with ancestral foods…it has an effect on folks. They can disagree on everything under the sun- but set ’em down to eat? Something mystical occurs… I can’t explain it, I’m not sure how the alchemy happens… yet I’ve seen it so many times- there’s no denying folks become gentler, easier to get along with… agreeable that’s the word. Gracious, quiet murmurs and kind. Eating our ancestral foods, with common spices and well understood combinations- well now, that is a life altering experience if there ever is one. Hopefully, by God’s grace… I’ll be able to take part in the making of Sunday Dinner until I’m promoted to Glory.

Love y’all, Camellia

*All photographs are obviously mine.

Sinking Spells…

It’s been so hot here, the sap rising from the porch floor boards, the paint’s cracked and is threatening to curl up and die. And if there was a chicken trying to cross the hot pavement on the road- I can just about guarantee that she’d be hopscotching or flopping trying to get to the other side…when she’d collapse in a bonafide sinking spell! My grandmother had a barometer on her wall for just such occasions when thunder and lightening threatened to break the heat by throwing a big storm or wind and rain- just to cool things off… she’d always blame such maladies like Sinking Spells on the barometric pressure among other things… I hope you enjoy this piece I wrote a few summers ago about this very subject! Love y’all and stay cool…

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vintage woman on fainting couchSouthern Ladies are known for vague conditions and symptoms, like Sinking Spells. We’re not looking for medical terms or specifics. We prefer eccentric descriptive health conditions like:

  • Having a Come Apart, Being in a Fog, In a Rigor
  • Suffering from the Change of Seasons, a Crying Jag or being absolutely Mortified
  • Wasting Away, Catching a Chill or In a State of Abject Horror
  • Being covered with Chigger Bites, Flustrated, or Working ourselves into a State.

We know the value and consequences of various Fits- Hissy Fits, Conniption Fits, Running Fits and if the situation calls for it- we might even Pitch a Fit. There are vague Nervous Conditions too, which are never labelled with Capital Letters. Nervous conditions are described in more colorful terms:

  • A Basket Case
  • Gone Over a Cliff
  • Being High Strung
  • Falling to Pieces (which made Patsy Cline a major Grand Ol’ Opry Star)
  • Breaking to Bits, Melancholia
  • Flighty, Nervous Ninnies, Having Spots before Our Eyes

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