[hahrt uh–tak onnuh pleyt]
Fried food is pretty much a staple of Southern Cuisine.
Fried chicken, of course – that’s iconic. Fried green tomatoes (with crab meat and remoulade or just plain, dusted with cornmeal). Fried okra (my favorite.) Fried pies (or hand pies – we’ll talk about those a different day.) Fried shrimp and fried crab claws, fresh off the boat and crispy hot. Fried squash (which really isn’t fried – just cooked in a skillet) and country-fried steak. Hush puppies and griddle cakes. Fried pickles with Ranch Dressing (noms.) Bacon (seriously, you can’t microwave it. You have to fry it to get the drippins for gravy.)
OMG, now I’m starving.
Fried foods are wonderful. Yeah, whatevs, not good for you, but wonderful. I’m a big proponent of enjoying them – albeit in limited quantities.
Some things, however, just shouldn’t be fried – although you’d be hard pressed to tell that to a Southern man (my Daddy in particular.) It honestly just adds insult to injury: Fried snicker bars? Fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches? Fried koolaid?
That’s the culinary equivalent of Bubba’s last words. “Hey y’all, watch ‘is!”
“You can say a lot of bad things about Alabama, but you can’t say that Alabamans as a people are duly afraid of deep fryers.”
― John Green, Looking for Alaska