HampoLand

rainbow

Fried Green Tomatoes and Meth

fried-green-tomatoesWe never fry stuff in our home, well, maybe once a month Alex (the Executive Chef extraordinaire ) will thrill us with some schnitzel, but that’s about it. We sometimes sauté, we grill and bake all the time.

I’m a snob and say things like “frying is for http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/

Recently my garden has been doing strange stuff, my plants are dying but the veggies aren’t ready.  As a result I’ve got a bunch of beautiful green tomatoes.  On a whim I decided to acknowledge my ten generations of Southern linage. Yeah, my people have been in the south for nearly 225 years and I’ve got a bunch of green tomatoes. You know what’s coming next.

Alex was asleep on the couch. Lex was in her room working on AP Chemistry homework and Sandor was at football practice.  No witnesses.  With considerable stealth and shame I glugged a bunch of oil into a skillet, then sliced the green tomatoes.  I found a 1958 Betty Crocker cookbook. (Alex has over 400 cookbooks. strange there wasn’t anything helpful in the Complete Le Cordon Bleu)

I dipped the tomatoes in the heavy, creamy batter, placed them in the hot oil and listened. It was a beautiful sound. When I turned my tomatoes over they were a magnificent shade of brown, somewhere between a walnut and pecan. I placed them on a paper towel and salted. Then, alone in my kitchen, I ate all six fried green tomatoes slices.

They were ridiculously, insanely delicious. I fell victim and slipped into some kind of vegetable oil trance.

The next ten minutes were a blurr. Not only did I slice and fry the rest of my tomatoes, I fried all the mushrooms in the house, two purple onions and a cucumber (that was a bad idea).

When Lex came out of her bedroom to find out what smelled so good she was obviously shocked by the sheen of  grease on my face and batter on my hands. She laughed at me. But I couldn’t stop. I wanted to fry everything, hot dogs, globs of peanut butter…it didn’t matter.

Crack, meth or fried food. It’s all the same. Lord help me.

 

 

 

 

I

Tags: ,

2 Responses to “Fried Green Tomatoes and Meth”

  1. August 23rd, 2013 at 6:21 pm

    Amelia says:

    Fantastic. And. Hilarious. It’s amazing that when you fry one thing it does start a domino effect and for a space of time you want everything fried. So true.

  2. August 23rd, 2013 at 10:18 pm

    Pamela way says:

    Those look fantastic. How do you keep the reading from falling off? I love grease!