I so agree, Lee, about stories around food and recipes. And although she didn’t call it “mush,” my grandmother used to make something that sounds similar- cornbread made like a pancake in a skillet w lots of Crisco. I’m salivating just thinking about it. I wrote at Numbering Your Days this week about how to have a story feast bc I think stories and feasting go hand in hand. Your story would be a great one to share with your nieces and nephews at a story feast!
I think everything used to be made in one of those 50-pound, black skillets with lots of Crisco. I visited a family member one who had so much Crisco in the skillet that you couldn't even see the pork chops. As you might imagine, they were yummy! :) I'm going to be visiting some family in the next couple of weeks. I'll have to share the mush story.
I so agree, Lee, about stories around food and recipes. And although she didn’t call it “mush,” my grandmother used to make something that sounds similar- cornbread made like a pancake in a skillet w lots of Crisco. I’m salivating just thinking about it. I wrote at Numbering Your Days this week about how to have a story feast bc I think stories and feasting go hand in hand. Your story would be a great one to share with your nieces and nephews at a story feast!
I think everything used to be made in one of those 50-pound, black skillets with lots of Crisco. I visited a family member one who had so much Crisco in the skillet that you couldn't even see the pork chops. As you might imagine, they were yummy! :) I'm going to be visiting some family in the next couple of weeks. I'll have to share the mush story.