www.angelaeatstheham.com: The Foods of Fall

I like food. That’s no secret, hence the Angela Eats the Ham food blog. I especially like food in fall. Now that Labor Day has come and gone here in the States, the white attire is retired and the boot shopping is beginning, the season for tailgating, family functions, holiday celebrations, Classic celebrations and the likes has also commenced.


A southern girl, born and bread, this time of the year is highlighted by foods which represent love, comfort, rich flavors and even more fulfilling memories. It’s also highlighted by extra trips to the gym and frequent wearing of spanks and tights (Hey, I’m just being real…LOL!) Take a peek below at some of my favorites so far as the foods of fall make their grand debut. The variety is wide, the stories behind them even more so, but one thing in common they are Good, Good, Good!

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Baked spaghetti with ground beef, assorted cheeses and a special southern sausage. (My Mama would have a hissy if I told her secret ingredient.)
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My Sissy Kristy’s famous warm spinach and artichoke dip makes any game day a special one. Serve with Tortilla chips or crackers.
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Southern salad fixings, perfect for your favorite mixed greens or 50/50 mix.
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Old Bay steamed shrimp from Publix take tailgating (or couch sitting) to the next level. Serve chilled or warm. Wanna get fancy? Have them steam up a few lobster tails:)
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My bonus sister Theresa’s Ranch chicken dip. Need I say more? Well, I will. Try with some garden herb crackers and get ready to break all kinds of dining rules of etiquette. It’s just that good!
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My Bestie Edith’s Buffalo Chicken Dip. It’s hot, hot, hot in all the best possible ways! (Hint, make extra if you’re a hungry bunch because this will go fast!)
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Stuffed Eggs with a special sprinkle of paprika on top carries the summer straight into the fall.
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Shark’s Fried Chicken done two ways, lemon pepper and simply southern:) We love fried chicken!
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More fried chicken, this time with a buffalo sauce which makes you scream Roll Tide, and scream for water at the same time.
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More chicken, this time unbattered with a spicy kick from Publix. I told you we love fried chicken!
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Peach Cobbler from Aunt Ann’s kitchen. It speaks for itself, darling! (And she is not sharing her recipe.)

Now you know I’m not going to leave you recipe-less. Of course, Pinterest is the go-to for many of these tasty delights. The fried chicken, however, can be purchased from a Publix or Shark’s Chicken and Seafood near you. The shrimp is a Publix feature too. Enjoy your fall and all the wonderful food it brings along with it!


I Miss My Saturdays!

We’re just weeks out of the last regular season college football game and already I’m having major withdrawal. I miss my Saturdays!


A recent convert to the world of college gridiron goodness, all of my life, I’ve been a “girlie-girl” with no real desire or feigned interest in sports. A graduate of The (15, soon to be 16-time National Champions) University of Alabama, I attended only a few games in college, mostly the year I dated a player (thanks especially “Mr. Gentleman who shall not be named in this post” for those Iron Bowl tickets for my Daddy and me in 1991 or 1992). I sold most of my $4 student tickets each year for upwards of $400 each. I wasn’t a big jean wearer so wearing Bama T-shirts and sweatshirts was out of the question. As an alum, I’ve been to a couple of games and a handful of fun tailgating experiences, but until the last few of years Saturdays for me meant more about shopping and food than football. Boy, has that changed!


 As the full season wraps in less than one month I’m not above cheering for the other big homestate team as they play here in Birmingham, and I definitely can’t wait to cheer for my Tide two more times as they trek the road closer to Sweet 16. I just want to yell, swing my hair, eat good food, yell at the commentators and taste sweet victory. Boy, have I changed!

Still, I’m left with this nagging thought. I miss my Saturdays! What am I supposed to do on Monday mornings as I usually chit-chat with co-workers about the awesome feats on the field the weekend before? What would happen to my Tuesday or Wednesday ritual of searching the world wide web for cute or funny pictures or quotes about my favorite school (Roll Tide) and our victim for the week? What am I supposed to do on Thursday nights as I had grown accustomed to picking out my favorite blingy Bama T-shirt or houndstooth dress for “Casual Fridays” at work? What was I supposed to talk about on Fridays in the hallway, restrooms or breakrooms as I’d usually shared my unbelievably keen insight on all-things football, talking intelligent, pigskin trash with the best of them?  What was I to do on Saturdays as I normally coordinated my picture perfect game day garb, planned a menu or plotted a place to kick back, scream and do my victory “tootsie roll”?


I miss my Saturdays…and I want them back in eight months and counting:)