A few years ago, my good friend Lydia encouraged me to write more, and after a little thinking on what I should do, I started a blog called The Appalachian Tale. It gave me a place to gather my thoughts, and I wanted to tell the story of my growing up in Appalachia. It wasn’t long, though, before food became part of those tales, and sometimes it is the tale.
I was asked once what made food, or cooking, Appalachian. Well, sometimes it’s hard to see the trees