Those of you that read this regular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile of so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a redneck sort of place, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
Perhaps this shall clear it up a bit. We ate lots of fresh things from the garden, and for the most part, except for the turnips and the green beans, they were pretty good. Notice that I never grow any of those in my garden, because just to grow things for historical reasons does not feed me.
Now we shall examine, in no particular order, how we ate what Ma grew. I shall even include the green beans and turnips!