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My Grandma

Sometimes you have so many thoughts twirling in your head, that you don't know what to say at all. Sometimes all of those thoughts and emotions get wrapped up into a ball and it's easier to leave them there for a while. Sometimes it's easier to spend a few days writing about clams. It's taken…

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For Readers Only

These are my Food Heroes. These are their stories. If you have a copy of my book Food Heroes, this is something extra I gathered along the way for you. This page is dedicated to Sue Forrester who lived in Cumbria, England. She churned butter and recited poems while she churned. She made them up as she…

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About Georgia

About Georgia

My Bio My passion for good food, for simple food, began at an early age, on a boulder by the side of a creek as I caught my trout for breakfast. I grew up on the same land my great-grandfather owned and worked. This place is called Tulipwood, and there my great-aunt could name every…

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Cracklin Bread

Cracklin’ Bread

A few weeks ago I rendered some duck fat. And then I rendered some pig fat. And it was good. Whenever you render fat, you're left over with something we call "cracklin'." It's an automatically southern word. Don't bother putting a proper -ing on the end of it, you're wasting your time. It's cracklin'. The first time I heard…

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