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Blue Cheddar Cornbread and Granny

by Tickled Red on September 29, 2011 · 10 comments

As far back as I can remember there has always been a cake of warm buttery cornbread ready and waiting. My parents made it at least twice a week, if not more. It’s simply one of those southern staples that we can’t live without. Most people get concerned when the sandwich bread runs out, my family becomes worried when there’s less than two cups of cornmeal left in the jar. Especially my dad, he makes cornbread almost everyday. A mini cake so that he doesn’t have to share it with anyone else.

What can I say, it’s a love affair. One that started for many cultures further back than I could possibly ever know. For us it started with my Granny. She was a quiet, petite woman with the strength of an army. She laughed occasionally but loved intensely through her actions. A pat on the head, a joyously full belly and firm squeeze hugs when you least expected them were her sonnets of love.

Don’t get me wrong, she was full of mirth and had a wonderful sense of humor but with raising 5 daughters and 1 mischievous son on a tobacco farm, work had to come first and laughter second. This was a woman who never left her Blue Ridge mountains to explore the mysteries of a similar blue ocean. She worked the fields with my Papaw, churned her own butter, canned what she grew and took care of a family of eight. To me, she was always a dynamo of coiled steel in a purple dress and pink bonnet. Her joy did peek through on the weekends when we came to visit for Sunday Dinner.

When I was very young her small house would be packed to the rafters with all six of her children, their spouses and a brood of grandchildren racing around the yard. Eating at the dining room table was nearly impossible on those occasions, seeing as how it was laden with food without a corner to spare for anyone to dine. Everything was fresh from Granny’s garden and accompanied by a golden stack of cornbread served upside down on a plate.

For some reason I find myself reminiscing about her the most on crisp fall days. A little peculiar, seeing as how I spent most of my childhood playing on the farm during the summer. I wish that I could tell y’all that I spent each of those visits following my grandmother around learning everything that I could about food and kitchen lore, but I didn’t. As it happens I was more fascinated by jumping rocks in the creek, climbing around in the barn and following my Papaw around the tool shed. My passion for food came later in life.

I can still remember vividly the day that I called her from college, asking her how to make cornbread and potato soup because I was craving home. It wasn’t long after that conversation with her that I started to take more of an interest in cooking well, rather than just throwing something together in order to stave off hunger pains. I’d like to think that she would be proud of how I developed a love for cooking, then again some of my concoctions might have made her rural roots twitch a little. Granny would’ve been a trooper though and tried whatever I came up with at least once.

Like my recent twist on her cornbread using blue cornmeal and Irish cheddar cheese. It probably wouldn’t have been one of her favorites but she would’ve given me a pat on the head and said, “Well, at least it ain’t burnt honey”. The guys and I are enjoying the twist and I’m loving the fact that blue cornmeal is loaded with protein and fiber. It has 3 grams of protein (6%) and 3 grams of fiber (12%) per each 1/4 cup used. Why do I love that so much? Ummm… because even though I believe that bacon makes the world go round and cake makes it smile, I’m a bit of a health nut. Oh and because I don’t just eat cornbread for lunch or supper, I eat it for breakfast as well. Yumo!

So here are a few tips for making my Granny’s perfect cornbread, whether you’re using white, yellow or blue cornmeal.

1.) Use a cast iron skillet.

2.) Mix your batter the same way that you would mix pancake batter, not to thick or runny.

3.) Once your oven is preheated, melt a couple of teaspoons of butter over medium high heat in your skillet. Swirl the butter around to coat the entire surface. Once the butter starts to bubble sprinkle a little cornmeal, enough to cover the bottom in a thin layer.

4.) Pour your batter in immediately and place in the oven to bake.

5.) Bake at 350 until golden brown.

When you make your cornbread out of blue cornmeal golden brown can be a bit difficult to determine. Fortunately, when you add aged Irish cheddar cheese to the batter, it tends to float to the top bubbling into a beautiful golden brown crust. If you’re really adventurous throw some jalapenos into the mix as well.

Now all I have to do is serve my dad a bowl and hope that he put’s his seal of approval on it. I hope that y’all enjoy putting a twist on one of my southern loves in your kitchen soon. As always have fun playing around with the recipe and making it your own.

Love ya!

Tickled Red

PS: Bob’s Red Mill nor Kerry Gold know that I tweaked a southern classic ;-) This is just me playing around in the kitchen.

 

 

 

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Barbara | Creative Culinary September 29, 2011 at 4:10 pm

What a lovely story Red. I have such warm memories of my grandma. When they are good they are just priceless.

With her it was always biscuits but I’m a lover of cornbread too…never made it blue before but never say never. Now I want to try!

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Lana @ Never Enough Thyme September 29, 2011 at 4:25 pm

“Well at least it ain’t burnt honey.” Love it.

I so enjoyed this post. I have so many wonderful memories of grandmothers and aunts and the delicious recipes they cooked. Of our big extended family getting together for “Sunday dinner” and all talking at once. Beautiful, precious memories.

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Michelle September 30, 2011 at 1:47 pm

Lovely story about your grandma!

I’ve never made blue cornbread, but have used blue corn meal to make tamales…for some reason they just seem sweeter.

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Sylvie @ Gourmande in the Kitchen September 30, 2011 at 11:18 pm

Isn’t it great how much our grandmother’s inspire and influence us? I know mine did and I ever so grateful.

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Marla October 1, 2011 at 9:46 am

LOVE that you dig into this for breakfast. Beautiful memories of your childhood & grandma :) Miss you girl. I would love to connect again soon!
xxoo

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Alison @ Ingredients, Inc. October 1, 2011 at 12:53 pm

how cool! Great recipe

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Lisa October 1, 2011 at 10:07 pm

Your recollection of your Granny, and even her pictures, remind me so much of mine! She birthed and raised her 6 children while working in cotton fields in Alabama. She raised her own produce and killed her own chickens for meals. I was the only girl out of oodles of grandchildren, and I loved being kept under her wing! There was always an abundance of yumminess in her kitchen, and I remember her chuckling and calling me a bottomless pit because I was always hungry! She passed suddenly when I was 11, at approximately the same time that I was going to phone her to ask for a refresher on making french toast. I didn’t call because I knew she’d taught me well enough, and I would enjoy being able to call her later to tell her I’d done it on my own.

Cornbread was the everyday staple with her also, and we had it in our own home at least a few times every week. It’s still one of my favorite things to make in cool weather!

Your recipe looks wonderful, and I’ll have to give it a try. Thank you for sharing it, and for sharing a bit of your Granny.

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Tickled Red October 1, 2011 at 10:29 pm

They do sound so much alike, I’m sorry that you lost her when you were so young. That’s about how old I was when we last Papaw. I loved hearing about you two :)

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Curt October 2, 2011 at 7:58 pm

What an awesome recipe! I’ve never seen blue cornmeal before!

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