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A New Twist on an Old Southern Favorite: “Baked” Fried Green Tomatoes

Theresa loves to share just a few of her favorite recipes and has even added a short story or flash fiction to add interest to some.

The food in the South is as important as food anywhere because it defines a person's culture.

— Fannie Flagg

Baked to a Golden Brown Fried Green Tomatoes

Baked to a golden brown and ready to eat

Baked to a golden brown and ready to eat

Welcome to the South where

our tea is sweet, words are long, days are warm and Faith is strong.

Following in the footsteps of my good friend John aka Jodah here on HubPages in his totally awesome idea of combining a great recipe with his passion for writing poetry, I have produced this hub. John's is a hit! Please enjoy How to Make the World's Best Scrambled Egg.

Soon to follow in John's footsteps is Chris aka cam8510 and his wonderful recipe and a flash fiction. Please enjoy Acorn Squash Recipe and a Flash Fiction Story.

I do hope you enjoy this short story and recipe too. I started out to write a flash fiction but then soon realized that I could not force this short story into a flash fiction.

So Glad to See Y'all here at Tess’s Southern Hospitality Café

Special of the Day: "Baked" Fried Green Tomatoes with a Side of Fiction

Special of the Day: "Baked" Fried Green Tomatoes with a Side of Fiction

Please Enjoy a Side of Fiction While you Wait

Pull up a chair and get comfortable. Please enjoy this short story while you wait for your serving of scrumptious "Baked" Fried Green Tomatoes. You will love them! I hope you accept my apologies for the delay due to the large after church crowd arriving. That being the case, a short story is more appropriate this day than a flash fiction.

Savannah's Smile - Short Story

Savannah's Smile - Short Story

Savannah's Smile - Short Story

Savannah smiled every time she thought of those long hot southern summers where she spent many days with her Mammaw Ida Mae. She enjoyed helping to gather green tomatoes from Mammaw’s garden. With great enthusiasm and exhilaration, both she and Luke, Mammaw's Yellow Labrador, loved to romp down to the nearby pond on those humid summer days to enjoy a dip. Luke, with happy abandon, chased the wild ducks. Mammaw enjoyed sharing her love of the Lord God and a lifetime of living a simple life with Paw Paw Jackson; a big man well over 6 feet 5 inches in height and one of the gentlest men she had ever known, whose heart was as big as Texas.

Savannah looked forward to anytime Mammaw Ida Mae fried up a big batch of fried green tomatoes, which was just about every Sunday. Mammaw's table was never without freshly picked vegetables and warm buttery cornbread. Sunday afternoons, the entire family gathered at Mammaw's house to enjoy a satisfying meal together. Folks around town knew if they stopped by Mammaw Ida Mae's house they would be invited to fill their bellies. All praised the Lord God and thanked Him for their many blessings.

The sweetest days spent with Mammaw always included feeding the birds, especially the Cardinals, the brilliant red song birds Mammaw loved so much, and running through the grassy rolling hills of the pastures with Luke.

Luke Loved Running free in the Pastures with Savannah

Dog and tree

Dog and tree

It was a sweltering hot August day with fierce winds not providing any relief. Savannah ran down the country road barefoot as always to Mammaw's house, and then across the rolling grassy hills of pastureland smelling honeysuckle in the air which tickled her nose. Far off in the pasture she could hear that donkey braying. She ran up the steps to the front porch of Mammaw's house where the screen door was slamming open and closed. She heard Luke out back raising a ruckus about something. Immediately, Savannah smelled a burning odor and saw smoke coming from the kitchen. The grease had gotten too hot and was smoking up the house and burning the green tomatoes Mammaw was frying. She hollered for Mammaw. Then she noticed her through the big bay window on the other side of the kitchen running about out back attempting to catch Big Red, a Rhode Island Red rooster, for Luke was having a bit of fun with Big Red. She also saw Paw Paw Jackson in the distant pasture bush-hogging.