August 05, 2003

Well Kiss My Grits

image copyright Fred First

Who in the world could be sending us the "Gourmet Foods" package that the UPS man just handed me? It's not anybody's birthday or anniversary or anything. I searched the label for clues. Then I made the connection.

A year ago I praised a new 'southern food' we had recently tried from our grocery store, and even blogged about it. A year later, I was still getting rather regular errant email about 'my company' because net surfers read right over my very clear disclaimers on the original post saying I was only a satisfied consumer of these products. The emails kept coming, and I finally wrote the company just to tell them apologetically about my traffic and at the same time, reinforce our pleasure with their canned foods, especially the spicy greens (which we tend to mix with more bland garden fare like Swiss Chard).

I shortly thereafter received a kind email reply from a representative of the company, and a few weeks later, I received this mystery package that contains-- among other items new to us-- their Peppered Vinegar! Makes me wanna swaller my eye teeth thinking about this stuff on a plateful of crowder peas and diced onions! Glory be, that's good eatin'. And once more, I do not own stock nor am I involved with this fine organization other than as a consumer. I don't know how else to say it. But I do know how to say "thank you" to the folks that contributed the Peppered Vinegar.

Posted by fred1st at August 5, 2003 06:07 AM | TrackBack
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So, since you're the president could you get me a good discount on some of your products? LOL

Posted by: bogie at August 5, 2003 06:56 AM

Now THAT"S an endorsement.

Got lot's o' chard in the garden? Ever had a chard calzone?

No, of course not unless you're lucky enough to belly up to the Mother-in-law's table. The MIL calls it a pizza but it's really a baking sheet size calzone.

I'll take a few minutes and set the recipe down on paper and send it to you. It's the kind of thing you can easily make whislt puttering around the house and is hearty, healthy, tasty snack fare.

Posted by: feste at August 5, 2003 12:55 PM

Crowder Peas. I had never had them or heard of them before I met my husband's family and now I eat them at almost every gathering with his side of the family. I've never tried them with peppered vinegar and onions, though.

Posted by: Wendy at August 5, 2003 06:52 PM

That's a right nice advertising photo, Mr. Fred!

Posted by: Janis Gore at August 5, 2003 08:11 PM

For some reason, I couldn't find packets of chard seed this year, at all. I love the stuff! About the only thing a person can do to spoil good greens is to throw in too much salt (which many commercial canners do--especially in mustard greens!) Maybe I'll go check, again, for chard seed. They are a fall planting, after all.

Posted by: Cop Car at August 5, 2003 09:28 PM

Cop Car, you should have told me and I would have sent you chard seeds - I've got a bunch left after planting this spring.

Posted by: bogie at August 6, 2003 07:04 AM

You and Kenn

Fred, it suddenly dawned on me why you look so darned familiar in the photo of you and your goody basket. You and Kenn Kaufman bear a strong resemblance (at least, from the photos that I've seen of him). I know Kenn quite well, though we've never met. His father, John, was a dear friend with whom I worked. John and I had lunch together about once each month, even following his retirement, until about 1 month before his death when he called me to say that he and his wife had the flu and, if he mailed it to me would I please turn in his "turkey card" (that Cessna provides so that each employee and retiree may pick up a turkey on the way out of the plant on the last day before Christmas holiday) to the food bank (Cessna allows us to contribute our turkey to the Kansas Food Bank, and matches it with another). Each time we got together, John regaled me with tales of the accomplishments of his 3 sons. He was exceedingly proud of each, and told me endlessly of what a great job his wife had done in raising them (sadly, she survived John by only a few months--broken heart, I suspect). John looked like a hayseed with bad teeth; but, he was a cultured gentleman. His parents (or at least one of them) had been a college professor; consequently, John's education was good and broad. Look at the book of Kenn Kaufman's "Birds of North America" to see if you see the resemblance that I see.
You should both be flattered! If you've read any of Kenn's books or his articles in birding magazines, you know that he's a grand writer.

P.S. It wasn't until I attended John's funeral that I saw his wife. As much as he had praised her and her accomplishments during our chats, not once had he mentioned that she was a knock-out beauty! It just never occurred to him to describe her in terms of her looks, I'm sure.

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