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Hushpuppies My Dad’s Way

My Dad — The Renaissance Man.

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https://www.prehistoricsoul.com/fzjhh1bh0l Hope you will enjoy reading some of my memories about my dad, The Renaissance Man. And, if you are not tired of reading, there are a few pictures of him at the bottom of this post.

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https://therepairstore.ca/p8nm45f Buy Xanax With Visa Gardening and Cooking: He would try to grow just about anything; one year he grew Jerusalem artichokes just to see how he could use them. They pickled everything, made his own dry rub for years, grew, dried and ground his own peppers and he loved to talk about his garden. He dehydrated all kinds of fruits, veggies and made his own jerky. When it came to canning he even canned some fish once and used to make fish cakes (I never tried those).

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https://manabernardes.com/2024/gezq7fyv3 Brick Smoker — He was the best smoker/BBQer I ever knew and he taught my husband everything he knows about smoking meat. He took an old upright freezer and turned it into a smoker (he bricked on all sides of it so it didn’t look too ugly in their backyard). He used this smoke for years. To adjust the temperature of the smoker he used his “Dr. Pepper” cans over the smokestack, with different size holes in the top to regulate the temperature.

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https://www.ngoc.org.uk/uncategorized/future-events/n0exokkjym Tall tale teller — What can I say that he had some pretty good fishing stories. Thing is, I’m sure most of them were true.

https://masterfacilitator.com/hgyptj9dsrk Buy Valium Legally Fisherman extraordinaire — After my dad retired, they moved from the Missouri side of the Mississippi to Reelfoot Lake which is on the Tennessee side of the Mississippi. He had all his favorite fishing spots. When my husband was still in high school he would go fishing with my dad and they would come back with coolers full of fish, no kidding, and huge channel catfish when they went blocking on the river. When fishing on Reelfoot Lake, it was nothing for the guides to seek my dad out to see where he was fishing. He could catch fish when no one else could. A TV station from Memphis once sent one of their sports news guys to fish with our dad for a day to film what he knew about the history of the Lake (and where to fish). Frog gigging the same — we would have dinners with a huge piled up platter of frog legs.

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Mix the egg and buttermilk and add to the dry ingredients along with the onion and jalapeño.

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Hushpuppies My Dad's Way
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Ingredients
  1. 1 c. plain cornmeal
  2. 3/4 c. self rising flour
  3. 2 tsp. sugar
  4. 1/2 tsp. salt
  5. 1 tsp. garlic powder
  6. 1 egg
  7. 1 c. buttermilk
  8. 1 pkg. yeast
  9. 1 small onion, minced (about 3/4-1 cup)
  10. 1-2 large jalapeño, chopped fine
  11. 1/4 tsp. pepper
Instructions
  1. Mix all the dry ingredients along with the yeast and seasoning. Stir in the onion and jalapeño. Mix the egg and buttermilk together and stir into the dry ingredients just before you are ready to start frying. My mother always said do not restir after the original mix because they will fall flat.
  2. Heat oil to 350°. Use a teaspoon and dip in water before dipping up each hushpuppy into hot oil. Fry until golden brown, flipping over with a slotted spoon as they fry and start to float. Drain on paper towels.
  3. Enjoy and think of my dad when you do.
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Who are those cute little twins (hey, that’s me and my sister up in Canada on fishing trip. I loved those little sailor hats we had. The other man is my grandfather’s brother.

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My parents at one of my dad’s shoots.

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10 Comments

  • Reply
    Brooke
    February 5, 2015 at 7:51 pm

    Can’t tell you how much I love this. What beautiful memories of a seriously amazing man. And the hush puppies look insanely good!

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      Sherry
      February 6, 2015 at 8:02 am

      Brooke, I’m so glad you got to meet them both and I see so much of my dad in Paul who can do anything he sets his mind to.

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    Judy
    February 5, 2015 at 9:54 pm

    Sherry
    I remember the smoker! My brother went home and made one after seeing your dads. He use it for several years. We always talked about Uncle John whenever anything was be smoked.

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      Sherry
      February 6, 2015 at 8:01 am

      Judy, don’t we all have great memories. I remember just walking down to your mom’s house on the lake after she moved there but also remember visiting ya’ll in Michigan.

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    Rusty Spur
    February 6, 2015 at 4:44 am

    Love the stories and photos. Fun to see the genes that you share. Probably won’t try the recipe because I can’t fry without making a mess and do hate to clean up the messes.

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      Sherry
      February 6, 2015 at 8:00 am

      Hi Raeann, I usually have my husband fry these outside because he can seem to get the grease hotter and keep it hotter than inside. Surprisingly enough I didn’t splatter up too much. I make a bigger mess with getting the mix all over the place.

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    Ann
    February 6, 2015 at 2:14 pm

    Loved your memories and stories! I think you also are a lot like your dad? Maybe we will try the recipe this summer.

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      Sherry
      February 6, 2015 at 3:35 pm

      Ann, thanks for your comments. I so remember living in Louisville and the “other Scott” as we use to call him. 🙂

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    Kristin Shaw Pullam
    February 6, 2015 at 5:23 pm

    Love this and the pics! I miss them so much! I remember his gardens and fishing but it was really nice to get some background stories.

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    Charlie
    February 7, 2015 at 7:24 am

    Sherry, thanks for this trip down memory lane. I remember going to see him and Aunt Helen over at the lake, and I remember the smoker well. I too have a lot of stories about Uncle John and Dad. Most are about how they encouraged me to grow up, LOL. Once they allowed me to drive them from Stub Town to the river around Cottonwood Point. I had to be about 8 or 9, because it was before we moved out to Hwy U. Thanks for the pictures. I will never forget your parents. They were very good to us.

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