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Small Town Treasure

I probably shouldn’t tell anyone about this but it’s too good to keep a secret.  Thanks to friends, Dawn and Scott, I discovered another small town treasure today.  Carson’s Southern Kitchen in Easley, SC may be one of few places still serving up authentic Southern Style Fried Chicken and Turnip Greens.  “Oh my word!” and “Shut my mouth!”  kind of goodness.  Don’t tell my mama, but that chicken rivals hers and she is the ultimate southern cook!  Visit Carson’s and experience a Small Town Treasure today!

Local Favorites, On Being Southern

On Being Southern

newyearsdinnerHey Y’all!  I LOVE being a homegrown Southern girl.  I was brought up on Collards, Black Eyed Beans and Corn Bread.  I’m always fixin’ to do something.  I’ll mash the elevator button for you.  Bless him!  Bless her heart!  I love dressing up to go to a wedding in a barn.  I love my mama.  I love going barefoot.  Finding a deserted road with my sweetheart is the best.  Getting dirty is ok.  Church socials are a must.  Tubing on the Chatuga is a dangerous have to.  Gotta have a rocking chair and a porch.  Sweet iced tea.  Don’t mess with my family.  Manners prevail. Yellow Stone-Ground Grits are a Saturday tradition.  Fried chicken and watermelon; oh yeah.  Trips to the lake with homemade icecream.   Dang! Sunburn and frostbite in the same week in winter.  Warm Winters and Hotter Summers. Fishing with daddy.  Peach pickin and Apple Mountain climbing.  Backyard Gardens.  Bluegrass hoedowns.  Blue jeans and high heels.  Granny’s Roses.  Drinking from Honeysuckle cups.  Family love and feuds. Mason Jars.  Magnolias. Friends. Southern.  Howdy and come on in.  Country music one day and Frank Sinatra the next. Supper is everyday of the week except Sunday then it’s dinner.  Yellow Jasmine and Carolina Wren’s.  Bass fishing.  Fast cars and jacked up trucks.  Big fields and bigger tractors.   Strawberry jam.  Chickens in the yard. That’s me. Southern.  Y’all come!old-barn