Tag Archives: South

Winter’s Bone

If you have ever lived in certain parts of the South for any length of time, spend two hours watching this movie. If you have never lived down here, spend those same two hours getting acquainted with the landscape. Tweet … Continue reading

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Boudin Balls, Crawfish Pies and Cracklin

Under a sky bluer than any song Robert Johnson ever played, we stared at the boudin balls, crawfish pies and cracklin just inside the little window of a place that will scare the hell out of some people and make … Continue reading

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Deep Fried Pickles, Sweet Potatoes and Snickers Bars

People will deep-fry anything, especially in the South or at the other place that is a lot like the South-on-tour: a county or state fair. Last week, I had a chance to taste a deep fried pickle at the Highland … Continue reading

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The Curse Of Southern Football

One of the worst things about being from the South – especially Alabama – (besides dying from fried food) is our ignorant passion for football. I say ignorant because that’s what it is. Tweet This Post

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What NASCAR Could Learn From a Demolition Derby

On a beautiful Friday night in Richmond, a NASCAR race drew a crowd so paltry the stands looked like a Detroit suburb. One entire side was completely empty; the other housed just a scattering of fans. Conversely, a mud-tracked crash … Continue reading

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Honkytonkulous

What do you say when you hear a really good country song? What do you say when you hear a really bad one? Now you can say both in one word: Honkytonkulous. Let the intent be nebulous like so much … Continue reading

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Dying For a Dilly Bar

Traffic turned the asphalt of the Mobile Highway into a purring concert of rubber against road. Summer tourists drove south towards the Gulf Coast with Birmingham plates. I had been riding since early morning when the air was cooler, before … Continue reading

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It Happened At The County Fair

After reading an article about state fairs in the New York Times, I was reminded of the smells of a fair. It is a wholly unique aroma; part cotton candy, part funnel cake, part hot dogs, part candied apples, part … Continue reading

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Welcome To I-95. Park Anywhere You Like.

If you live on the East Coast, you know the notorious parking lot formerly called I-95. If you have ever driven up or down the East Coast from Richmond to Baltimore, you have sat on I-95 for hours, no doubt, … Continue reading

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Using Teabag Like Skoal

There are people in America using teabags like Skoal, putting the little pouches between their cheeks and gums and riding the little bump of flavor for an hour. Don’t ask me how I discovered this. I hang out with odd … Continue reading

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Pulling The Trigger

The drug dealer pulled into the alley from the left, lights off, crunching broken glass and aluminum cans under the tires of his powder blue Caddy. A cigarette’s orange glow punctured the darkly tinted windows as he inhaled inside. I … Continue reading

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Where Is Atticus Finch?

Growing up fifty miles from Monroeville, Alabama means I have crossed paths with the reclusive Harper Lee many times. I never met her, mind you. I know her from her famous book, a biography she refused to cooperate with and … Continue reading

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Going To Hell In the Panhandle

It is an interesting name: Tate’s Hell, a swamp in north Florida. I’ve been there once. The place wasn’t a state forest then. I don’t know who owned it, which was the case with a lot of places I wandered … Continue reading

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Flying Squirrels blog

Last Sunday, we decided to go to a baseball game. Richmond lost our Braves minor league team over a year ago. A new team moved into the ancient Diamond, a massive, 11,000 seat, 1970’s monument to un-eclectic symmetry and concrete, … Continue reading

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Deer Sausage Riding On Cast Iron

Steve gave me a tubular coil of deer sausage a while back when I was in Alabama. It is darker than pork or beef sausage and much leaner. Steve had shot the deer and a friend had made the sausage … Continue reading

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