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At my age it's not often that I have the opportunity to do something I've always wanted to do that I've never done before.

A 40-year old black woman at work appears to be an excellent cook regarding soul food. A couple of weeks ago she offered me some fatback which I had never tried before. She often offers to share a little bit of her lunch. (She has a boy friend, so she's not coming on to me.)

At the end of last week, I asked her if she would make me some chitlins (aka chitterlings) if I paid her expenses, and I explained that I had always wanted to try them, and had never had the opportunity.

She agreed, and brought me lunch on Monday which she heated up in the office microwave. There were chitlins, ham, collard greens and white rice!

The chitlins were excellent, but finished with a little vinegar as is the custom here in eastern North Carolina. I'm not a big fan of this local custom of putting vinegar on pork, but the people here are very proud of their pork with vinegar tradition.

The ham was particularly good. It reminded me of Virginia ham, but she said that it was called "Whole Picnic Shoulder Ham." The greens were very tasty. The white rice was nothing special, but I gather that most blacks put hot sauce on their rice, and I don't do hot sauce.

Of course traditionally blacks didn't have much money, so their groceries were products with low price points. I think the "soul food" moniker was an attempt to put a positive spin on necessity.

Anyway, I loved every bite of that lunch!

Another black woman perhaps a little younger saw that I was enjoying it all, and said that her sister-in-law had made some chitlins over the weekend and left them with her, so she brought them in for me Tuesday. These too were very good, but different.

There was no vinegar, which resulted in the chitlins being a little bland. Instead, the s-i-l had used red peppers. At first I didn't notice them, but as I was finishing up my serving, I could feel the burn of the peppers starting at the back of my tongue and working its way to the front!

So now I am an experienced soul food aficionado, and I feel good about myself!

Edited by GA Russell
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as a new widower, i made a similar 1st soul food dinner stop at her home about 22 years ago.

the food may have been better and more authentic.

sadly, death parted us a few years ago. thanks for rekindling some wonderful memories.

pasty blotchy me visits an occasional black church bazaar or sing at least twice each year; i miss the 'real' food.

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Where I grew up, this isn't called soul food, it's just called supper.

That is basically what we called it in my house too. That reminds me that my grandmother has some chitlins for me.

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Out West, there isn't much in the way of "soul food" [stuff I have always referred to as Southern cooking], so count me as one who has never had the pleasure of sampling such delicacies.

Maybe one day I'll be lucky enough...

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No. When I grew up, eating in restaurants was to get away from soul food, not to look for it. If I looked for it, I went to grandma. :g

Gotcha.

I have reasonably good luck with Yelp reviews when I travel...here's the results for "Oakland Soul Food": http://www.yelp.com/c/oakland/soulfood

I post reviews on that site on a semi-regular basis.

Thanks for the tip...though OakTown is pretty rough around the edges, safety-wise.

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