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the knave of hearts, he stole some tarts

by Wayne Ferrell

When my grandmother cooked, no one was allowed into the kitchen. There were seven of us kids, so I don't blame her. But there was a knave in my family and that was my brother Jimmy. He'd sneak in whenever he could. My grandmother was forever trying to shoo him out of her way. Not just because he was underfoot and she couldn't work, but because he liked to taste things before they got to the table.

Jimmy would take tiny amounts of anything. He'd steal a couple of lima beans from her southern cooked lima beans or stick his finger in the mashed potatoes. He even helped himself to skinny pieces of pie. He'd take a little piece and then squash the pie back together. He did a good job, because sometimes she didn't notice.One Christmas, though, Grandma blew up. She had cooked the whole meal herself, the turkey and stuffing, red rice, lima beans, collard greens, sweet potato biscuits, dessert pies. She was under pressure, but she was doing it. Jimmy cut into one of the pies and she caught him. She was furious at that, so she chased him out of the kitchen. But good old Jimmy, he crept back in without her knowing it. She had just taken the stuffing out of the turkey and had the huge steaming bird in the hot pan in her hand. She stepped back and there was Jimmy right underfoot.That did it. She blew up. She piled the bowl of stuffing and the bowls of red rice and lima beans on the end of the tray with the turkey. Like a whirlwind she flew out of the kitchen into the living room."You finish this meal," she ordered the assembled family, and she plunked the turkey in the center of the floor. Stuffing and beans and rice flew everywhere, and my grandmother flew into her bedroom. My aunts and uncles sat speechless for a minute, then they had to finish the meal and clean up the floor.Oh, and Grandma came out of the bedroom just when the meal was ready.

ABOUT WAYNE: Wayne must have been a favorite of his grandmother because she allowed him into the kitchen. He watched her and learned her recipes. Knavish Jimmy must have been watching, too. Wayne says he is a great cook.

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2001

southern US classics
by grandson, Wayne