There are certain things that I really miss from home, so when I found a nice bunch of green tomatoes well you know I just had to turn them into fried green tomatoes. This isn’t a common thing, not where I live and definitely not something Beloved grew up with. He won’t even touch them because they are unrepentant tomatoes battered in heavenly cornmeal and fried nice and crisp. But to me, a few of those and I’m sitting on a porch back home. Put that with some nicely barbecued meat and some cold iced tea and we are all set, only don’t forget the peach cobbler!
Beloved loves peach cobbler and has happily admitted to an iced tea lemonade addiction not to mention raspberry lemonade addictions as well. He will pass on the sweet corn casseroles, biscuits and fried chicken. And yet the man will happily consume chicken fried steak. (He’s a bit of a work in progress but aren’t we all.)
So I fried some tomatoes, well correction Beloved had to help because lupus is lending a helping hand, the kind that makes my hands not work as well as they should. He then crisped some bacon, made a spicy mayo and toasted buns for fried green tomato po’boys. Or in his case bacon on a toasted bun with cheese, lettuce and regular mayo.
We settled on sweet, juicy watermelon for a snack later on. I’m feeling a little less away from home right now and it should last for a bit. This means tomorrow’s meals will be from different places to create a new adventure. And judging from the way Beloved has looked at me, not to mention the visible red cheeks, Beloved will be doing all the cooking. But it’s okay lupus will not prevent me from watching him cook and it was worth it for a taste that brought me back home for a little bit