At least for me.
I went to Richmond, VA with my brother and his girlfriend yesterday. We stayed in a lovely Southern house on the outskirts of Richmond, where her grandmother had lived. It had a covered porch, a swing, and three rocking chairs, all in matching white wood. I had barbeque twice in one day - for lunch and dinner, the former being Texas-style, the latter proper Southern BBQ. By the way, in the South, when one uses "barbeque" as a noun, they are explicitly referring to pork. Here is a picture of my real southern BBQ. The sketchily oblong things are hush puppies - deep fried scraps of cornbread batter.
My brother claims these are the best hush puppies he's ever had, but perhaps the snack is not for me in general.
After dinner, my brother's girlfriend's family took us on a drive through Richmond, showing me the main sights. Perhaps my favorite part of the evening was coming home and having vanilla ice cream with strawberries and peaches from the farmers market.
Today, my brother's girlfriend took me to the produce stand where the fruits had been acquired and I bought more of each, as well as a Georgia tomato that I devoured raw at dinner today.
When I was at the produce stand, taking too many pictures with my big camera, one of the workers started making small talk with me. When I told him I was from Arizona, I had to repeat myself - he seemed pretty confused about why one would come all the way from Arizona to a rural town near Richmond. Otherwise, he was quite pleasant, as everybody else had been during my time in Richmond, even strangers. Overall, my experience in Richmond almost made me reconsider the South as somewhere I could live after graduation.
I went to Richmond, VA with my brother and his girlfriend yesterday. We stayed in a lovely Southern house on the outskirts of Richmond, where her grandmother had lived. It had a covered porch, a swing, and three rocking chairs, all in matching white wood. I had barbeque twice in one day - for lunch and dinner, the former being Texas-style, the latter proper Southern BBQ. By the way, in the South, when one uses "barbeque" as a noun, they are explicitly referring to pork. Here is a picture of my real southern BBQ. The sketchily oblong things are hush puppies - deep fried scraps of cornbread batter.
My brother claims these are the best hush puppies he's ever had, but perhaps the snack is not for me in general.
After dinner, my brother's girlfriend's family took us on a drive through Richmond, showing me the main sights. Perhaps my favorite part of the evening was coming home and having vanilla ice cream with strawberries and peaches from the farmers market.
Today, my brother's girlfriend took me to the produce stand where the fruits had been acquired and I bought more of each, as well as a Georgia tomato that I devoured raw at dinner today.
When I was at the produce stand, taking too many pictures with my big camera, one of the workers started making small talk with me. When I told him I was from Arizona, I had to repeat myself - he seemed pretty confused about why one would come all the way from Arizona to a rural town near Richmond. Otherwise, he was quite pleasant, as everybody else had been during my time in Richmond, even strangers. Overall, my experience in Richmond almost made me reconsider the South as somewhere I could live after graduation.
OMG polina will you blog only about food???
ReplyDeletei also find it hilarious that you explain what hush puppies are in your blog...i had no idea that they were just a southern thing. THIS MAKES ME MISS KENTUCKY
also just remember ky > va