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