Last summer, I visited my Auntie Sarah’s house in Atlanta, Georgia, and I noticed three Sweet Potato Pies on the mahogany dining table. No special occasion, she likes making pies for her family, friends, and unexpected travelers—like me.
While my mom, Uncle Junior, and Auntie Sarah conversed about Lena (mom’s Poodle); I only thought of the Sweet Potato Pie.
“Auntie Sarah,” I said, interrupting the flow of Lena’s barking. “May I have a slice of pie?”
“Oh sure, sweetie,” she replied, “go right ahead and take a pie home to your mom’s house.”
The next morning, my mom walked Lena, and I sat in kitchen drinking Starbuck’s Italian Roast coffee and a slice of homemade sumptuous pie.
Yesterday, I telephoned down south and asked Auntie Sarah what was on the menu for Thanksgiving. She chuckled. I visualized.
Main Meal Dishes:
Old Fashioned Roast Turkey, Baked Ham, Barbecue Ribs, Corn Bread Dressing, Collard and Turnip Greens, Lima Beams, Squash and Cheese Casserole; Old fashioned Squash and Zucchini, Cranberry Sauce, Potato Salad, Macaroni & Cheese; Southern-styled Gravy, Corn muffins and Dinner rolls.
Lemon Sour Cream Pound Cake, Carrot Cake, Peach Cobbler, and Sweet Potato Pie.