Food is a language I never knew before Danny. I’m learning. After 20+ years I’m still a rank amateur. In my childhood, (bacon) grease was a staple. My upbringing: “It filled your belly di’nt it?” Still, I love my Mom’s fried chicken. And her cocoa fried pies.
Rick, did y’all keep y’all’s bacon drippin’s in a coffee can on the kitchen counter? Time was I lusted after bacon drippin’s. Though I grew up in Texas, my parents were transplanted Connecticut Yankees, and not so much as one morsel of food was ever fried in our kitchen.
Think franks and beans and brown bread on Saturday night. Think codfish cakes. Think New England boiled dinner.
Sheila, our bacon drippings were kept on the stove in a store-bought container made expressly for that purpose, labeled “Grease.” It had a little strainer at the top to catch the solids.
I believe I’ve mentioned the list of White Trash lines Daryl and I developed a few years ago (“This squirrel’s gristley.”) Here’s another good one:
“Is this bacon grease or Miracle Whip?”
May I add an observation (relayed to me secondhand at least fifteen years ago)?
“Grease is brain food.”
yes! and please to all add more!
Food is a language I never knew before Danny. I’m learning. After 20+ years I’m still a rank amateur. In my childhood, (bacon) grease was a staple. My upbringing: “It filled your belly di’nt it?” Still, I love my Mom’s fried chicken. And her cocoa fried pies.
Love is Cocoa Fried Pies.
Rick, did y’all keep y’all’s bacon drippin’s in a coffee can on the kitchen counter? Time was I lusted after bacon drippin’s. Though I grew up in Texas, my parents were transplanted Connecticut Yankees, and not so much as one morsel of food was ever fried in our kitchen.
Think franks and beans and brown bread on Saturday night. Think codfish cakes. Think New England boiled dinner.
Life’s too short
for low-fat food.
Sheila, our bacon drippings were kept on the stove in a store-bought container made expressly for that purpose, labeled “Grease.” It had a little strainer at the top to catch the solids.
I believe I’ve mentioned the list of White Trash lines Daryl and I developed a few years ago (“This squirrel’s gristley.”) Here’s another good one:
“Is this bacon grease or Miracle Whip?”