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In the South (eastern part of the United States) pimento cheese is a staple. The rest of the world is pretty much left out of this delicacy. But, today, at the grocery store, I found some!!!! When I first moved to Seattle, you couldn't even get pimentos but now you can get pimento cheese. I just had a PC sandwich and it was sooooo good. Happy Happy.

Pimento Cheese

Date: 2002-08-23 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joyofmacs.livejournal.com
Was it a Kraft Cheese Spread thing? We love the pimento and olive and the pineapple spread. When done eating the spreads, you can wash out the bottles and have little glasses to drink out of. Double duty, I love things like that.

Or is it sliced?

Sounds good!

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Date: 2002-08-23 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cloverbee.livejournal.com
Bless your heart... I'm in Atlanta and saw your post through Ed Book and I almost spit my sweet tea out! I'm glad you found the pimento cheese and even gladder (is that a word?) that you enjoyed it, which could only mean, that it was decent pimento cheese.

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Date: 2002-08-24 08:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cloverbee.livejournal.com
We share that "don't miss much about the south", except unfortunately, I'm kind of rooted here. I live way north of Atlanta, pretty much in the middle of nowhere. But if I wasn't - I'm sure I wouldn't miss a whole lot about it. Except, as you said - the food.

Biscuits and sausage gravy with sliced homegrown tomatoes
vs.
rednecks and fire ants with 200% humidity

We live on top of a small mountain ridge and sound travels really well from the valley below us. A few months ago my husband & I were sitting on our porch (before the humidity and fear of west nile drove us inside), and we kept hearing this horrible screaming coming up the hill. It sounded, honestly, like some sort of domestic violence situation was transpiring. So, we kind of looked at each other and thought, "What do we do? It's Saturday night, ain't no telling what's going on." (You know, this is the type of place where people shoot guns in the air at parties).

So my husband decided that he would go "drive by" the location where we heard the screaming. About 15 minutes later, he comes back as says:

"Honey, I got some good news and some bad news. What you want first?"
"Good news."
"Well, the trailer at the bottom of the ridge finally got underpenning."
"Oh my god, that's great! Ok, what's the bad news?"
"They've installed a wrestling ring in their front yard, complete with turnbuckles, and evidently, they are charging admission and giving away free beer. The screams you heard were from two women in the ring."
"Hell, that's it!. As much as I love this place, we're gonna have to move. I am NOT going to live next door to THAT".
"Yea, ok, hey are you going to bed? Cuz, I was thinking of going back..."

Needless to say, we didn't move and fortunately, someone called the police and they made them take it down. Not from the fact that they were doing it or giving beer away - but evidently because they were charging money.

I think my husband kind of misses it. :)

Cheap entertainment I guess. But if you ever need some White Lily Flour, just let me know :) Btw, why is it different? It's just corn, right?


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Date: 2002-08-23 07:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cloverbee.livejournal.com
hey, if you ever need a fix of homemade biscuits... holler - my mom lives next door and lives for moments like this (since trying to teach me the "art" failed miserably)

fdex could get them there while they are still warm.

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