Come on inside today and you'll be greeted with a staple of the American South: Beans and cornbread. My hubby cooked the pinto beans; I don't think he trusts his raised-in-the-American North health conscious Filipino wife to make them. It probably has something to do with the fatback and salt he cooks in with the beans. It is at this point that I generally suck in my stomach, tighten the straps on my 60 year old sagging boobs and remind him that I am NOT just a trophy wife! He did entrust the cornbread to me. It is necessary, of course, to always bake cornbread in an iron skillet.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Cornbread & Beans and a Rainy, Lazy Fall Day
You can certainly tell that Autumn has arrived in East Tennessee. Glance outside our home and you'll see overcast skies, raindrops on our outside furniture, leaves on our butterfly bush drying and losing its blooms, sunflowers turning away from the sun (of course, there is always the one exception). Leaves are dressing themselves in reds and golds (this weed looks like it has the Fall Measles). I allow certain weeds to grow because they provide fall and winter berries like these for the birds.