When I first moved to the Lowcountry, I felt like a tourist in a foreign land about some things that seemed to come so naturally to those who grew up here.
I had no idea what traditional Hoppin’ John was, nor a hoecake (yes this is a real food, not an insult!). I had yet to learn about rice middlins, or my acquired favorite chicken bog. It took me a few years to realize that I needed pimento cheese in my life as a condiment to just about any food I might eat. I swear that my other half (born and raised in South Carolina) would even eat this tangy cheese spread on a chocolate chip cookie, he loves it so dearly.Read more