Things that shouldn't be but are.
That's what I am putting here right now. This.
I found it in that St. Georges Episcopal Church cookbook from New Orleans. It's from 1967 and even then I thought we were much better than that. You could say "but it's the south". Really?
This. I threw the cookbook away after all, I got all the pralines recipes I could handle anyways.
That's all. The cookbook also had loads of gelatin casserole things and recipes dedicated to our favorite yellow turd: Velveeta.
