When I stepped off the plane in Little Rock — on that decade-ago trip that combined history research with my first visit to extended family in fourteen years — I was famished….Thank goodness my cousin had recommended The Black-Eyed Pea, with its chicken-fried chicken, black-eyed peas with ham and lots of pepper, cornbread, and a giant glass of iced tea.
The love of local food surely must be a measure of home, no matter how long you’ve been away.
Read the rest of my appreciation for Southern food HERE.
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