Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Red Rice (Blogging Lounge 6)

When I was a little, my mother would make Red Rice.

It is a humble dish, adapted from the Gullah settlers during the depression.  It's combination of leftover meat and vegetables was designed to fill bellies with low cost. 

But even to this day, I equate this dish with weekday dinner. It didn't matter what Mom's sobriety level was that night, she never would mess this recipe up.  And I would eat until my heart's content. 

When I was in college, my own ability to make this dish earned me more than one couch to stay on.

But now, I rarely get to eat it. My wife and kids hate onions and bell peppers.

I need to take a vacation.

So, I can eat it again.  

Savannah Red Rice


  1. so what was the prompt? sounds good - comfort food

  2. It looks good. My husband doesn't eat a lot of things, so I don't get to cook favorite dishes much, either. It's sad.


  3. That sounds good. Haven't made it for a long time. I am so lucky to share my life with a man will try anything and basically eat anything that doesn't eat him!