This Week’s Southernism, Monday, August 28, 2017

In “June Recital,” a story I wrote laid in a small Mississippi town in the 1930s, a lady comes home from a Rook party to tell her little son what they had to eat:

“ ‘An orange scooped out and filled with orange juice, with the top put back on and decorated with icing leaves, a straw stuck in. A slice of pineapple with a heap of candied sweet potatoes on it, and a little handle of pastry. A cup made out of toast, filled with creamed chicken, fairly warm. A sweet peach pickle with flower petals around it of different-colored cream cheese. A swan made of a cream puff. He had whipped cream feathers, a pastry neck, green icing eyes. A pastry biscuit the size of a marble with a little date filling.’ She sighed abruptly.

‘Were you hungry, Mama?’ he said.”

—EUDORA WELTY

 

 

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About Deborah Fagan Carpenter

The creative and professional life of Deborah Fagan Carpenter has taken many directions: visual merchandiser, decorator, potter, sculptor, modern expressionist painter, photographer, and freelance feature writer. As Contributing Editor at PorchScene, her contributions are fueled by her love of all things beautiful, interesting, edible, and Southern.
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4 Responses to This Week’s Southernism, Monday, August 28, 2017

  1. Rachel Farmer says:

    I wonder if they sell any of that at Costco?

  2. Randall O'Brien says:

    Somewhere along our homo sapien deoxy ribose nucleic acid genome woman took a sharp right turn. O my! The fun began.

  3. DAVID MARTIN says:

    GOOD ONE!

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