January 28, 2008
Originally published December 16, 2003
I needed some groceries this morning, so I went to the store to lay in some supplies. I bought a half-gallon of buttermilk.
I'm on my third tall glass of it now. If I don't drink the whole half-gallon first, I may make some cornbread this evening. I love the taste of buttermilk.
Golden Flake is the best, because it has the little pieces of butter floating around in it, but I had to settle for the generic Kroger's brand today. That's all they had. I couldn't believe that they don't sell a variety of buttermilk here in Effingham County. That seems like a goddam sin to me.
I bought a big chunk of ham and a couple of sweet onions, too. I have a pot of pinto beans simmering on the stove and some very nice new potatoes for making home fries. I intend to feast tonight, even if I don't make any cornbread.
Bullshit! I'm going to make cornbread before I drink all the buttermilk.
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