I was born in the south and my family has lived there their whole lives but I don’t really consider myself southern, though I’m definitely southern-ish. I have a strong attraction to southern states, people and food. It was really no surprise that I went back to the south for college, North Carolina to be exact.
My first friend (and best friend ’til this day) at college was a svelte costume design major named Tre. We went everywhere together, including the cafeteria. Rumor had it that our school was just one grade above prison food, which as you know re: Orange is The New black is BAD. Naturally since we were in the south, they had pimento cheese at the salad bar. And everyday Tre would eat pimento cheese on white bread. EVERY SINGLE DAY. (I opted for cereal.) I honestly never touched the pimento cheese because if you think it looks a little scary now in my pictures, imagine how it looked at the ‘one grade above prison salad bar’. Rough.
Spring is the season when tulips bloom, birds chirp and cute produce finally starts to show its face at the market. Finally! It’s the season when gatherings are aplenty, like Passover and Easter and Mama’s Day. It’s also the season when I make any excuse to make deviled eggs because deviled eggs!
The biggest problem with deviled eggs is that I can eat like eight in a row and not feel a thing. It’s like they’re not real food that actually makes me full, that’s how much I love them.
For this recipe, I teamed with McCormick Gourmet to make deviled eggs even more southern than they already are. Pimento cheese is a long dear friend of mine. It’s one of those spreads that I want to put on all the things and I have.
As you know, your girl loves her some autumn. I love autumn everything. I love the clothes, the weather, the drinks, the snacks. And I also loooove autumn weddings.
I’m currently in my car, driving up north to San Luis Obispo to celebrate my friends Samantha and Aaron! I’m staying at the Madonna Inn. Have you seen photos? It’s a crazy wild pink hotel that is straight out of a different decade. I can’t wait to dance and take photos of the fun interiors.
Another autumn item that I’m loving? Pecans. I love pecans and actually put them in everything from my smoothies to salads. I love their flavor and texture.
For this post I’m super excited to team up with the The American Pecan Council. This past few weeks I’ve learned so many cool, new-to-me facts about pecans…like, did you know they’re the only tree-nut indigenous to North America? They are.
1. Wrapping cylinder objects is super annoying. Like, how am I supposed to wrap the bottoms and the tops, and it still be somewhat presentable?!
2. Yesterday, as I was standing in line at the post office, I realized no one really understands the whole priority, express, confirmation slip, tracking number deal–it’s confusing. Too many options, man. And I have to say, the women at the post office are incredibly patient with people. They just sit there and explain the rules OVER and OVER and OVER. And people are still confused. I feel like this needs to be taught to us in schools.
3. Last night, as I was getting ready to head out, I went to go flat iron my bangs, didn’t realize the setting was on 450˙ and burned a good piece of my bangs. Just straight fried a chunk of hair off. Yeah. That happened. So, if you see me in the next few weeks, I might be doing a little bang pinning to the side action.
4. When it’s freezing out all I want is soup. I want to ingest heat. I think I particularly like drinking heat. That’s where this soup comes in…
This my “towanda!” sandwich. If you’re unfamiliar with what “towanda” is, I forgive you. It just means I might be older than you and/or you don’t memorize scenes from movies that were made in the 90s. Regardless of what the reasoning is, you should watch this scene from Fried Green Tomatoes.
Kathy Bates is having a rough go and these two cute girls take her spot and instead of saying sorry like normal humans, they make fun of her. Instead of finding another spot, she does what all of us wish we could do: she smashes her car into theirs…over and over again. Right now that’s my dream in life. Since I can’t do that because I’ll likely go to jail? (that’s assault, brotha (another 90s movies reference, I’m sorry), I’m eating awesome sandwiches like these!