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The listing, Mountain Cooking - Recipes from Appalachia has ended.

This is a brand new cookbook specifically for recipes of the Appalachian Mountains. You win, send your name and I will autograph it for you as I am the author.

This will make a very good Christmas gift for your favorite person who loves to cook!

If you like good, old fashioned recipes like Grandma used 100 years ago, this is the cookbook for you. There are stories, history, and articles as well as good recipes.

Here's how it's listed at Amazon:

"This is a cookbook and documenty of Appalachian food. It is a unique blend of the recipes brought by settlers and the native people—Cajun, French, German, Scots, escaped slaves and Cherokee. This cuisine is a merging of all of the cultures from the people that settled in the mountains. It is born of fresh ingredients, wild plants and game. It fed small farmers with little ground, which might support an essential pig, and maybe a cow. They hunted a great deal and gathered what was wild and grew other crops, notably corn. The mountaineers were cash poor but masters of self sufficiency. They farmed what the mountain land would support and made the best of it. Mountain cooking is not “Southern.” It is truly, “Mountain Food.” It is, quite simply “Soul Food.” Some recipes are very old others more recent. But these are all dishes you can find today on tables throughout Appalachia."

Questions & Comments

let me send you this recipe for hare ball stew for your next cookbook,.......

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:41:14 PM PST by

I heard people quit skinny dipping at Potters Falls. I can't believe that! It was the favorite place of all the hippies we knew.. California didn't have anything on the Tennessee crowd back in the early '70's. We were having all the fun and they were having all the riots. The cops pretty much left us alone but they wore out more binoculars than anyone I ever knew. No joke.

Dec 1st, 2011 at 7:19:58 PM PST by

gee, no one brings out the binoculars any more......wonder why?

Dec 1st, 2011 at 7:44:17 PM PST by

Not if,,,, but when,,, i win this auction, Along with signing autograph would you please include the berrypicken story...the wife will love it... I was born and raised (30 YEARS) IN Tennessee before setting off to yankee land. Now when I go home I just tell people I'm a spy behind enemy lines... lol Love both ya stories and when the x-rated cook book comes out, i had better get and advanced copy...

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 5:13:31 AM PST by

I will surely include the berry picking story. Of course there's more to that story than I've told ya. When Cantankerousoldlady got back from Florida and learned that there was a bear on the mountain right behind her house (which is where were were picking) she took a jar of honey up there so the bear could have some good stuff. Well, she kept feeding the bear, and I don't know how the bear knew where she lived, but it was maybe the honey she put out in the yard too, well as luck would have it and a bear's love for honey, the bear showed up in Cantakerousoldlady's back yard. So, she went out in the yard and lo and behold there was the biggest bear anyone has seen in Tennessee wanting his honey handout and she (Cantankerousoldlady) started screaming so loud she scared the bear away. She hit the trail back to the house and the bear has never been seen in TN ever again. I suspect he hit the high country headed for NC which is only a stone's throw away as the crow files......
Oh, BTW my Nicknames are (1) Bearcat and (2) SAC. There's two more true stories, one of which I can't post here or the Listia folks will ban me for life.

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 5:57:55 AM PST by

If you notice my photo to the left, you will see a NDN bear with the heartline and a set of big cat eyes peeping out. That's a Bearcat. Well, sort of.

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 5:59:05 AM PST by

Lolololololol.. tooo cool. i love it...

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 6:03:29 AM PST by

When I was a skinny girl in 5th and 6th grade, there were three boys in my class that used to torment me to tears. They'd gang up on me at recess and chant all kinds of stuff like Bonnie's a string bean, skinny minnie, etc. Just useless torments. Well, one day I got a belly full of their tormenting me so I turned on all three of them and when I was through biting, scratching, and slugging them, they all 3 ran off crying, "You're nothing but a Bearcat." And, they never bothered me ever again. Poor Jesse, Jimmy and Roger. All these years later, (remember I'm 65 this month) I am STILL in contact with Roger and Jimmy. We are net pals now. I've been looking for Jesse for quite a number of years. I'd love to see how his life turned out. He was a full blood Cherokee and I was very very fond of him even in spite of his teasing. That's how I got the nickname Bearcat. Back then it was as bad as a Junk Yard Dawg on sterioids.

Dec 3rd, 2011 at 5:42:15 AM PST by

I mite of missed the bear but i made up for it with the wild boar, might have treed me but in the end, I won.....good eatin too. Now sac, that bear didn't run off, he's still around, saw him a couple weeks ago, and he's gotten BIG I tell ya. We're gonna have to fight for the berries this year..........danged it all, he might be bigger but he sure aint smarter, i'll figure a way.....

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:32:26 PM PST by

Cantankerousoldlady, bagged her first boar and all she had on at the time was a pair of drawers. I'm not joking either. Her house at the time bordered the National Forest and they had come down off the mountain looking for the corn she had in her garage for her geese. Well, one night about 11:30 she heard a noise on her front porch, opened the door and there staring at her was a huge wild boar. She slammed the door screaming, get me a gun fast. Well, I don't know how she got the rifle but she opened up the door and there the boar was right off the porch looking at her. Bam. BBQ that night. She called me up around midnight wanting me to come help skin that big hog and I told her that I was down for the count being as I'd drank a 6 pack of brew that evening. She invited a bunch of friends and they had an all night hog skinning, BBQ, party. Dang I wish I'd been at that party! It lasted into the next few days.....plenty of food and plenty to drink.

Dec 3rd, 2011 at 5:46:09 AM PST by

I came home tonite to one coon eatin my loaf of bread on the kitchen table, and another was sitting on top of the fridge, trying to get it open i guess. They gonna keep it up till i get mad and black their eyes, oh, that dont work......

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:34:36 PM PST by

The quick fix for that problem is of course only one thing because you've already moved from one house because of those bandits. You have to install a doggie door so they can all come and go when they want to and of course, they'll bring all of their next of kin and their friends as well. So, if you go by the surplus, day old bread place in Sweetwater, get yourself about 50 loaves of bread. Sit them around the kitchen and they'll be so busy opening up all the loaves they won't have time to plunder in the refrigerator. Right? Seems like a good answer to the problem because you can't move again, and if you do PLEASE stay at least 40 miles from my house because I got my own set of critter problems and not all of them are 4-legged, if you know what I mean.

Dec 3rd, 2011 at 5:49:02 AM PST by

LMAO and a third one in the bathroom, must of been eatin your cookin sac, LMAO blow my pic up here and take a gander, i swear, he's been eatin your cookin, LOL

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:39:32 PM PST by

I had coon one time,,, more i chewed the bigger it got. hard to swallow.. maybe this book will teach me how to cook'em the next time.....

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:39:48 PM PST by

Marie and I are both in our sixties, been best friends for 53 years, a little bit crazy and still skinny dippin every chance we get. CRAZY MOUNTAIN MAMA'S.

Dec 1st, 2011 at 6:38:54 PM PST by

better yet, i mite share with you my famous poot cake recipe, guaranteed to move ya......

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:44:24 PM PST by

Come to my site folks......i got better stuff>>>:)

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:48:13 PM PST by

seriously folks, click on my pic here and see what happened to the coon that ate her cookin............

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:54:08 PM PST by

LMAO

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 3:54:41 PM PST by

well, it WAS a pet, but is pretty dang wild....LOL

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 8:27:24 PM PST by

on second thought, its illegal to have pet coons here, so its wild. yeah, its a wild one.LOL

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 8:29:19 PM PST by

his name is rocky

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 8:29:56 PM PST by

wild rocky

Dec 2nd, 2011 at 8:30:30 PM PST by

If not, we'll see you when the sequal is finished.....

Dec 3rd, 2011 at 5:34:26 AM PST by

fricassee of rabbit? what part of the rabbit is that? Or is that fried hare and gravy?

Nov 30th, 2011 at 4:08:56 PM PST by

Fried hare and gravy? I wear a hare net when I cook so there's no hare in it. ROTFLM@O huh? Hare or hair? Makes no difference does it? A hare can have a hair, right?

Nov 30th, 2011 at 5:03:35 PM PST by

Can't say I have but have been all over S.E. TN. It's a tad larger than my town here in Coker Creek.

Nov 28th, 2011 at 12:42:19 PM PST by

HEY, You forgot to put my Yaller Jacket Soup recipe in that book, gonna have to write a second edition. Which reminds me, it's YOUR turn to dig up them yaller jacket nests this year....lolol.

Nov 29th, 2011 at 6:22:06 PM PST by

Hey folks, come over to my site, I have more stuff than she has, LOLOL

Nov 29th, 2011 at 6:22:40 PM PST by

I am not going near any yaller jackets ever again. Last time they stung me in the eye lid and it swelled up so bad I almost had to call for help to drive home. You get the stupid bugs and I'll get the pretty flowers. Anyway you can run faster than me.

Nov 30th, 2011 at 6:22:48 AM PST by

And I am working on the next book only my co-editor decided to go to the Happy Hunting Grounds and left me to my own devices. You want to apply for that job? hahahahahahaha

Nov 30th, 2011 at 6:23:52 AM PST by

Thank you! I'm writing another one but it's on wild edible food recipes like cattail soup, poke sallet, etc. It's a brand new book and I can autograph it with any name or none at all. Makes a good Christmas gift for the old fashioned cook.

Nov 30th, 2011 at 6:35:42 AM PST by

yeah;, and the next one mite have my yaller jacket soup in it.....if she's lucky, lol.

Nov 30th, 2011 at 7:20:02 AM PST by

If I remember correctly I"M the one that got into that bee's nest last time we were pickin Appalachian berries, remember? We need to go back there and retrieve my walking stick, left shoe and pants I left by the creek bank. Reckon those neighbors are still talking 'bout us? LMAO

Nov 30th, 2011 at 7:23:00 AM PST by

I almost forgot that one. It was bumble bees and that one who chased you across the pasture was the meaner than a junk yard dog on steroids.

Nov 30th, 2011 at 8:13:45 AM PST by

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