Thursday, August 05, 2010
She's As Sweet As Tupelo Honey
This sign, painted on the back of a "Vote for me" political campaign sign, caught my eye as I passed through the St. Marks River area of northwest FL a few weeks ago.
I'm not a big honey user, but you know how some foods have strong nostalgia powers?
Tupelo honey has that affect on me.
Seeing that sign, I could instantly hear my Dad telling me as a kid, " Now, Tupelo honey is the very best honey there is."
So, when that sign popped up, I followed it to find a teenager with a great southern drawl sitting in his pickup truck at the junction of two roads.
The back of the truck was filled with Tupelo honey jars of different sizes. I grabbed a $5 jar from him and hit the road again.
You can google Tupelo for all the details, but in a nutshell, Tupelo trees like their feet wet and grow along river floodplains throughout the south. The Apalachicola region I was passing through is Florida's center for Tupelo honey production and hives are actually floated along the water to ensure true Tupelo blossom exposure for the honey bees.
It's a great carving wood too and I have a block of it out in the barn awaiting me to get inspired.
It's been waiting awhile.
Like I said, I am not a huge honey user, but biscuits and honey are one of life's sweet pleasures. It is my favorite use of honey.
That may be partly due to nostalgia too. When I was a kid, there was a restaurant called the "Chicken Shack" in Jacksonville, Florida that served amazing fried chicken, bowls of good veggies, and biscuits and honey.
They even brought out finger bowls with lemons and a cloth for cleaning up after all that munching of fried chicken.
It was like heaven for little FC.
I can't help but think of that place every time I have biscuits and honey.
Biscuits rise higher if you let them touch each other while they bake.