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Grilled blackened catfish with melon salsa and creamy grits

Hey, ya’ll. The weather’s finally warming up and it’s time to get outside to do some cooking. I have a great recipe (she said modestly) for blackened catfish using my trusty black-iron skillet on the grill. It’s posted on the Char-Broil site and if you would be so kind as to hop over there and take a look I’d be in your debt. Just click the link. Go ahead. Click it. Thank you.


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Lodge Cast Iron

There is no single cooking vessel in the Southern United States more revered than the cast iron skillet. And the only people who make them – at least the only ones who count – is Lodge. The pan above is my Lodge cast iron skillet. I have had it since 1993, which is young for a cast iron skillet. The surface is as slick as a baby’s bottom. It will never warp. If you treat it right, it will never scratch or rust. It is not uncommon here in the South for a Lodge cast iron skillet to be handed down from mother to daughter. And daughter to grand daughter. Sometimes I actually wonder how Lodge stays in business because these skillets never go bad. Ever.

I so love my Lodge skillet that I was thrilled when the Southern Foodways Alliance asked some of its members if we wanted to tour the factory. Heck, yes! Even in August in 100 degree heat. Even though my hair was just ruined for a reception a few hours later. Women who tour the Lodge factory do not “glisten”. They sweat buckets. And the safety glasses and earplugs are not fashion accessories.

So, this is Bob Kellerman, the CEO of Lodge. He is my new favorite boyfriend. Not only did he ask us to tour the facility, he and his wife, Cheryl, fed us first and Bob even offered to hold the baby of one of the guests while she went into the factory. Lodge has been a family business for generations. And the family is as nice as you would expect Southerners to be.

So here we go. Into the factory. This is Larry Raydo, Lodge’s quality manager. And he’s standing beside pure pig iron, which is what the cast iron skillets are made from. I was actually shocked to learn that some cast iron skillets are now being made in China from old car radiators, rusty pipes and who knows what else. Would you want to eat something cooked in that? I, for one, would not. Apparently, some of Paula Deen’s cast iron skillets were recalled after they started cracking apart on the stove. Yes, they were made in China. But you know what? I’ll bet dollars to doughnuts that Paula Deen grew up cooking with a Lodge cast iron skillet.

But I digress. The pig iron is melted down and poured into a mold to form the skillets, pots and other Lodge products. I can tell you that this was the part I got a little nervous about. They let us stand fairly close – but not too close – to molten iron.

You see that really large dot of light? That is the iron being poured into the mold. Can you understand why children or frail people are not allowed on this tour? I think you can. But how fascinating to see the origins of my beloved cast iron skillet. My skillet came from six feet  away from where I was standing, 17 years ago. I am about to tear up.

At the end of the day, the cast iron dances off the line like elegant if somewhat hefty ballerinas.  Not two hours from being raw pig iron, the Lodge cast iron is ready for the box and shipment. Two hours. It’s a little humbling in a way that a raw element can become heirloom cookware in two hours. But it makes sense. It’s pure. It’s simple. And, at the heart of it, that’s what Southern is.

Just so you don’t think cast iron skillets are only good for fried chicken or catfish, here’s what I made in mine last night.

Ribeye Steak with Red Wine Sauce

2 ribeye steaks

Montreal Steak Seasoning

8 ounces mushrooms, sliced

1 medium onion, sliced


2 tablespoons Marsala

1 cup dry red wine

1.5 ounces beef demi glace (available in gourmet stores)

¼ cup cream

Salt and pepper to taste

Heat cast iron skillet to medium heat. Add a little vegetable oil. Season steak with Montreal Steak Seasoning and add to hot pan. Cook for 3-4 minutes on each side until medium rare. Remove steak, cover with foil and reserve.

Add mushrooms and onions and enough butter to sauté them sufficiently. When mushrooms and onions are nicely browned, add marsala and reduce until liquid evaporates. Add red wine and reduce by half. Add demi glace and melt it into the sauce. Add cream and combine well. Taste and season with salt and pepper.

To serve, slice steak and top with sauce.


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Barbecued shrimp

I have been transported tonight.

One of my favorite states is Louisiana. A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to work for a company that sent me there to write two  books, one about Tulane and another about LSU.  And that happy coincidence meant that all tolled I spent about a month there. And I fell in love. I fell in love with the people, who are unique. They are in the South, but not of the South. They are their own culture with their own language and food.

One night I was sitting in the courtyard of my hotel in the French Quarter, sipping a glass of wine and thinking of the pristine raw oysters I had just consumed. A breeze was blowing and you could hear street sounds faintly far away. The stars were out. Sublime. Another time I was eating flat catfish at Middendorfs in Pass Manchac, a restaurant for the locals in the middle of the Bayou. They slice catfish like a potato chip, coat it in cornmeal and deep fry it. Sublime again. Around me local people were talking in that charming Cajun accent that speaks of the fact that you are not in America anymore. You are. But you’re somewhere else.

Larry Jorgensen found me. His name is not remotely Cajun, but he makes a Louisiana hot sauce called Swamp Scum and a seasoning called Bayou Blend. He found my blog and wanted to send me samples. Completely flattered, I said of course! They arrived in the mail the other day and I pondered what to make.  What could showcase hot sauce and Cajun seasoning? Nothing else but barbecued shrimp.

In Louisiana, barbecued shrimp are not barbecued. The shrimp are coated in a zesty blend of spices and sauteed. They are then removed from the pan and a mixture of hot sauce, Worcestershire sauce, lemon juice and beer is added to the pan. Once it reduces down, you add one and a half sticks of butter. Slowly. Whisk, whisk, whisk to create an emulsion. Add back the shrimp. Serve with crusty bread for sopping.

This is what barbecued shrimp look like when they’re done. The shrimp are spicy but not too spicy. The sauce is spicy but buttery and rich. The crusty bread is the perfect foil to the heat. This may be the only dish I make that I never worry about a vegetable on the side. It is perfect unto itself.

So the recipe I use comes from Saveur magazine. Here it is. I think it is perfect. Larry’s company is called Mossy Bayou Foods. You need to make friends with him. If I am lucky enough to get other food purveyors to send me samples, I will be happy to try them. But you’ll never see them on the blog unless they’re worth spending money on. This guy’s stuff is worth spending money on. He has a new customer in me.

Larry also sent me some Louisiana popcorn rice. It sounds good and I’ll try it. I almost made it with the barbecued shrimp, but sopping is definitely involved with this dish and the only vehicle for sopping is bread.

I am sorry to say that my own lineage is very bland. English all the way, although my Uncle Mark once told me he was descended from an Indian princess and I wanted to believe it. So I leach interesting cultures and try to make them my own. Tonight, I am Cajun. The warm breezes are blowing through the bayou. I have an accent. I am spicy. The good times are rolling. Thanks, Larry.


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