Lettuce Eat Local: Sweet home coleslaw
Amanda Miller
Columnist
Lettuce Eat Local
My answer was confident and immediate.
Waiting in line to board the plane headed to Pensacola, one of my fellow travelers was excited to learn that I was headed back to where I was born in the deep South of Lower Alabama; he was from California and had never been so far that direction. The West Coast is very different than the white sand beaches of the Gulf Coast, and he asked me what food they should make sure and eat while on their trip.
“Boiled peanuts!” Or rather, “boll pea-nut.” This salty delicacy is what is considered an acquired taste by some, and I’ve clearly acquired the taste. Brian says they remind him too much of beans, which I suppose is fair since they are a cooked legume.
Another obvious choice of Southern dining is sweet tea. And I do mean sweet, like syrup-level; unsweet tea is an oxymoron. Do they even serve water there?
But this article isn’t about either of those, because to follow my own theme I would need to write about something with a D. Which works perfectly, because the other essential taste of my Alabama is coleslaw — specifically, David’s Catfish House coleslaw. (Stretching it on the D, I know, but it works — finding a D food other than doughnuts is harder than you might think.)
My parents and two brothers were also in Alabama last weekend, along with almost all of our relatives on that side of the family. My grandma was turning 100 years old, and clearly, that calls for a party. For the first time in many years, all 19 of her grandchildren were there together, and over 40 of her great-grandchildren.
We had many of our meals together as a big family, but my nuclear family also skipped out from one of the lunches to do our own thing. It’s a rule: when we’re back in sweet home Alabama, we eat at David’s Catfish. I don’t do a lot of fried food, but it would be a crime to order anything but those crispy cornmeal-battered catfish fillets, dusted with a bit of Creole seasoning (apparently this should have been the C article). But honestly, even more essential is that accompanying bowl of coleslaw.
The cabbage is chopped super fine, and the mayo-based dressing is creamy and sweet but not thick or cloying. You must, and I repeat must, sprinkle some salty-spicy Tony Chachere’s on top. Crumbled Club crackers are supposed to go on top, although sometimes I go rogue and omit them for the sake of the pure slaw experience.
It’s really a very simple coleslaw, with barely a speck of carrot visible to the naked eye and the dill pickle pieces noticeable only to those who know what they’re looking for. I want to say there’s a special ingredient, but it might just be nostalgia — and that’s more than good enough for me. It’s David’s coleslaw, and there’s nothing quite like it.
Grandma’s been eating it for decades. Who knows, maybe it’s part of her secret ingredient to living for a century. I don’t actually want to live that long, but if I do, y’all better be serving me coleslaw.
Dixie Coleslaw
Although my dad went to school with David and talked to him while we were there, we didn’t get any restaurant slaw secrets divulged. This is my best approximation, with the additional disclaimer that it does also taste different without the aroma of fried fish and hushpuppies in the atmosphere. My sweet aunt got me a to-go portion of slaw that I willed through security to eat in the airport while I waited for my flight home, because that’s the kind of dedication I have to this stuff.
Prep tips: I usually knife-chop my cabbage, but this needs to be finer, so use a food processor. I’m thinking Duke’s mayonnaise might be part of the secret of success as well.
1 small head of cabbage
1 carrot
1 small white onion
2 dill pickle spears
1 cup mayo
½ cup white sugar
¼ cup white vinegar
salt to taste
Tony’s Creole seasoning and Club crackers, to serve
Finely chop veg. Mix in dressing ingredients. Serve with toppings — and sweet tea.
Final Preparations and Visiting before the Next Family Wedding
Lovina’s Amish Kitchen
Lovina Eitcher,
Old Order Amish
Cook, Wife &
Mother of Eight
Sunday was baptismal services in our church for two young souls. Church attendance was bigger than usual due to relatives coming in honor of the two getting baptized.
Monday was Labor Day, so no one here had to go to work. It was also son Kevin’s birthday.
On Saturday, the tables were set for son Joseph and Grace’s wedding in daughter Loretta and Dustin’s pole barn. The cook wagon, cooler, and so on are all set up there as well.
Tonight, a 40 x 60-foot tent will be set up with benches for the wedding service on Friday. Another smaller tent will be set up close to that one as well. A 30 x 40-foot tent is set up beside the cook wagon and cooler for meal prep and dishwashing.
Everything seems to be falling in place. In three days the wedding date will actually be here, Lord willing. It sure did go fast. It had seemed like a long ways off.
I want to wash laundry today since I didn’t get that far yesterday. I also want to sew a white cape and apron for daughter Lovina yet today. I have all my other sewing done.
Daniel Ray and daughter Verena and son-in-law Daniel and daughter Lovina will be Joseph and Grace’s witnesses at the wedding. The girls will wear raspberry-colored dresses with white capes and aprons. The mothers of the bride and groom will wear a shade of burgundy.
Yesterday afternoon Joe asked me if we wanted to go for a ride and take a break from our work. Before we left, daughter Loretta and her little boys Denzel and Byron came over awhile. We stopped at Daniel and Lovina’s first. They showed us all their animals on their mini farm. They have a calf, chickens, pigs, dogs, and of course their horse Buddy.
We then left and stopped in at daughter Susan and Ervin’s. Ervin was busy hauling away trees he had cut down. They are cleaning up a lot of the outside area. They are getting permits and have the shelves set up for their small discount store they plan to open in the near future. Ervin has worked in several stores, so he knows a lot about the business end of it.
Six little children were happy to show Grandpa and Grandma all the new things going on. Well, Ervin Jr. just loved to be carried everywhere with Grandma and getting lots of love. He’s growing fast.
Next we headed two miles farther to daughter Elizabeth and Tim’s house. No one was home so we started home, but before we were a mile they came driving with their pony and pony buggy heading toward home. They told us to turn around and come back to their house, so we did.
Their four children were excited to see us as well. I helped Elizabeth get her laundry in from the wash lines. Andrea, 2, made me laugh how she carries her doll everywhere and then jumps up to try to grab laundry from the lines to help us.
Six of our grandchildren started school this morning for another term. The children were all excited about going back to school.
Saturday we also canned nine quarts of banana peppers and 11 pints of serrano peppers for Loretta and Dustin. Gardens do not stop growing even for a wedding!
I must get busy. I have way too much that needs to be done today.
Until next week . . . God bless!
I will share the recipe that daughter Elizabeth used to make the casserole Saturday to take to Dustin’s for the lunch. Everyone brought something to make it an easy lunch.
Taco Pasta Casserole
12 ounces elbow macaroni
1 1/2 pounds ground beef
1 (1-ounce) package taco seasoning
1 (10-ounce) can Rotel diced tomatoes and green chilies, undrained
4 ounces Velveeta cheese
1 (15-ounce) can black beans, drained and rinsed
1 (15-ounce) can corn kernels, drained
1 (15-ounce) Alfredo sauce
2 cups shredded cheddar cheese, divided
Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit. Lightly spray a 9 x 13-inch baking dish with nonstick cooking spray. Set aside.
Bring a large pot of water to a boil over medium-high heat. Add elbow macaroni to the pot and cook according to package instructions. Drain and set aside. While the pasta is cooking, cook ground beef in a large skillet over medium-high heat until browned and no longer pink. Drain excess grease. Add taco seasoning and undrained Rotel diced tomatoes and green chilies to the skillet and cook for an additional 2 minutes. Add Velveeta cheese to the skillet and cook over medium heat until melted. Remove from heat. In a large bowl, stir together the beef mixture, black beans, corn, Alfredo sauce, 1 cup of the shredded cheese, and cooked pasta. Pour the pasta mixture into the prepared pan.
Bake for 25 minutes, or until bubbly. Top the casserole with the remaining 1 cup shredded cheese and bake for an additional 5 minutes, until the cheese has melted.
Lovina’s Amish Kitchen is written by Lovina Eicher, Old Order Amish writer, cook, wife, and mother of eight. Her three cookbooks, The Cherished Table, The Essential Amish Cookbook, and Amish Family Recipes, are available wherever books are sold. Readers can write to Eicher at Lovina’s Amish Kitchen, PO Box 234, Sturgis, MI 49091 (please include a self-addressed stamped envelope for a reply); or email [email protected] and your message will be passed on to her to read. She does not personally respond to emails.
Pumpkin Bars
It’s that time of year where every cook says Pumpkin or Apple, Apple or Pumpkin? This week the pumpkin won out and next week, the apple will most likely take center stage. Either/or it means soul warming comfort foods as we enter the fall season. Like many of you this is my favorite time of the year. I purchased my first pumpkin flavored creamer about a week ago, it’s gone, and a new one is in its place.
I’m supposed to be making a crockpot of apple butter this weekend, but the apples may not reach the ‘pot’. All kinds of fall dishes keep catapulting through my brain and I feel like I need a lasso to reign things in a bit. The enticement is going to be hard especially as the temperatures begin to cool. Beans and cornbread, chili, bonfires, apple pie, hayrides, football, chili dogs and family time, it’s here!
The Pumpkin Bar recipe can be found in my very first cookbook. It’s a very simple format for bar brownies, based upon the top and bottom basically being the same, just applied differently. For the base we pack the crumble and for the top we ‘sprinkle’ the mixture. Bring on the pumpkin and cream cheese for the filling. Wait, wait, I have homemade apple butter still on hand! You got it, I may be flipping this filling out to an apple butter filling, why not? Change out the pumpkin spice for perhaps cinnamon and a bit of cloves and poof a new presentation is born.
Cranberry Bars? Yes, I’m thinking so! Everything the same except use chunky cranberry sauce, or make your own cranberry filling with a bit of sugar, orange zest, etc. Oh yes, we are on a scary ‘roll’ at this point! If we were smart, we would make 2-3 versions, cut them into squares and freeze for the fall & winter. Once you have the KitchenAid out making the crumble, just keep going! I won’t spill the beans yet, but a new Christmas flavor just burst into play, and I’m totally ready to start a few pans of these yummies.
There’s much to get accomplished on my home-front, so I’ll bid everyone adieu and dive into another project or two before the day escapes. Simply yours, The Covered Dish.
Pumpkin Pie Bars
1 1/3 cups flour
1/2 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1/4 cup granulated sugar
3/4 cup (1.5 sticks) cold butter
1 cup old-fashioned or quick cooking oats, uncooked
1/2 cup chopped pecans
1 (8 oz. pkg.) cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup granulated sugar
3 eggs
1 (15 oz.) can pumpkin
1 tablespoon pumpkin pie spice
Pre-heat oven to 350 degrees, line a 9 x 13 pan with foil; grease or spray the lining of the pan. Mix flour, brown sugar and 1/4 cup of granulated sugar in medium bowl; cut in butter with pastry head or pastry cutter. Cutting to blend until it resembles coarse crumbs, stir in oats and pecans. Reserve one cup of the mixture for the top. Press remaining into the bottom of the pan pressing into place. Bake for about 15 minutes.
Beat softened cream cheese and add the 1/2 cup of sugar, eggs, pumpkin and pumpkin spice. When well blended pour over the base crumbs, sprinkle the remaining 1 cup of crumb mixture over the top. Bake for approximately
25 minutes.
After the bars have cooled completely lift them from the pan by lifting the aluminum foil. Cut with a sharp knife into 24 bars, prepare for the refrigerator or freezer at this time. Be sure and place a thin chopping board under the aluminum foil before you begin to cut.
Lets be Prepared
I assume all you readers are familiar with the mythical and legendary Jackalope, a jackrabbit with horns like an antelope. While jackelopes have not made their way to Kansas yet, everything else seems to have. That fact, along with things I’ve seen in the last three-and-one-half years that I thought I would never see in my lifetime, make me believe its only a matter of time before jackalopes also call Kansas home. I found a copy of Wyoming regulations for hunting jackalopes, so, using that as a template, here will be the Kansas regulations for harvesting a jackelope in the state of Kansas; after all, we might as well prepare ourselves for the coming jackalope onslaught. (I’ve made a few revisions to make it applicable to our state.)
*License Requirements:
– A valid Kansas hunting license
A certification of sanity (or a willingness to surrender it)
– A bottle of hot sauce and maybe a flask or two of Grandma Waltons recipe (for courage)
*Season Dates:
– September 1st to November 30th, or until all hunters have fled in terror (the season can be lengthened if the jackalope population explodes.)
*Bag Limit:
– One Jackalope per hunter, or as many as you can outrun (this will also increase with time.)
*Hunting Hours:
– Dawn to dusk, or whenever you get the chance to shoot one (this rule is obviously pretty flexible.)
*Permitted Weapons:
– Rifles, shotguns, or a really strong pair of running shoes
– No using glitter bombs or rainbow-colored lassos (they just make the Jackalope more elusive)
*Jackalope Identification:
– If it has antlers, whiskers, and a mischievous grin, it’s a Jackalope!
– If it’s just a rabbit in a onesie with a pair of horns tied to its head, and ridden by a leprechaun, you’re the victim of a prank
*Harvesting:
– Once you’ve caught your Jackalope, perform the traditional “Jackalope Dance” to honor your prey
– Then, and only then, can you claim your prize (a pat on the back and a great story) Plus, I hear fried jackalope tastes just like chicken.
*Penalties:
– Failure to comply with regulations will result in a mandatory viewing of “The Jackalope Whisperer” documentary
– Repeated offenses will require a hunter to wear a “I’m with Stupid” t-shirt on their next hunt
Remember, hunting Jackalope is a Wyoming tradition and may soon become popular here in Kansas too! Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor!
Steve can be contacted by email at [email protected].






