My grandaddy, Son Vincent makes me smile all the time and he left this world to keep my Granny company years ago. When I left home for college, I became very smart…I came home with all kinds of ideas about food and how to eat. About the same time, my sister was taking every Home Ec class our little high school had to offer. She also became infatuated with foods that were different than those our family was so accustomed. I’m pretty sure Grandaddy got a kick out of us…I can only imagine what he said about our high faluting ways! He just chuckled when we brought in new stuff. He did eat it though. Son Vincent was the only man I know who was never hungry but always managed to eat wherever he went. I guess he didn’t want to hurt anybody’s feelings! He teased us by saying, “Oh, no…more educated food”! Well Grandaddy, I still like me some educated food, but I have a whole new appreciation for the “home-cooking” that you loved so.
My pantry looks a little different than the ones Granny and Grandaddy used to have. Since the Vincents carry a strong gene for heart disease , most of us have adopted a few educated foods into our lives. These days, I don’t have a “grease” pitcher on my stove for bacon drippings. Instead, I reach for extra virgin olive oil. Morning bisquits and gravy have been replaced with Greek yogurt, granola, and berries. I don’t have lard in the house and buy canola oil in the smallest container on the shelf. I can’t remember the last time I deep fat fried anything;these days chicken fingers go in the oven. I will eat me some “fish-cooker” fish as my precious nieces call fried fish, though! I generally pass on dessert unless the word homemade is used in the description. I have to say, I am about to stop eating desserts in restaurants. It just takes too much like “educated food”. Give me some fried pies, peach cobbler, homemade vanilla ice cream, or Granny’s Pound Cake!