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| Using their mother's secret breading recipe, the Scott sisters ready
another batch of catfish. According to the family, the key is to shake
off as much excess breading as possible to keep the fillets crisp and
the oil clean. |
Driving through the Mississippi Delta, I can't help but be overwhelmed
by the sheer flatness of the landscape. In fact, aside from triangular
rooftops and weatherworn telephone poles, this place is all horizon.
Some folks might see this as a negative. Not me. The largely
uninterrupted line of sight allows me to spot almost every mom-and-pop
restaurant, gas station (remarkable bastions of expertly fried goodies),
roadside stand, and tamale cart.
By most definitions, The Delta begins in Memphis and bends its way along
an 80-mile-wide, 200-mile-long path of the Mississippi River down to
Vicksburg. The area's signature foods are the result of generations of
multiple ethnic culinary traditions. With contributions from African,
Italian, Jewish, Chinese, Lebanese, and Mexican men and women, The Delta
personifies the great American melting pot.
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| Left: Joe St. Columbia, Sr., owner of Pasquale's Tamales in Helena,
Arkansas, shows off a batch of his top sirloin-filled tamales. The bold,
tomato-based cooking liquid gives the shucks a red tint and adds another
layer of flavor. Right: You must sample barbecue spaghetti: thick noodles dressed in a thin,
slightly sweet seasoned base that has been cooked on the pit and topped
with smoky chopped pork. This unique fusion of Italian and Southern
comfort foods is found at The Bar-B-Q Shop in Memphis. |
Tamales: Perfected by Diversity
No food better exemplifies this blending of cultures than hot tamales.
No one knows exactly when this gem officially made it from Mexico to The
Delta. It probably arrived in the early 20th century when Hispanic
laborers came north to work the cotton harvest.
"It was really an international exchange of food cultures," says Joe St.
Columbia, Sr., whose Sicilian-born father, Pasquale, began selling
tamales during the Depression. "Years before [the Depression], Daddy
met a couple of Mexican men who could understand his Sicilian dialect
because it was similar to their native language. From them, he learned
the art of making tamales," Joe explains. "Eventually Daddy went into
business with a young African American couple, and the business took
off."
Stop by his storefront tamale factory, Pasquale's Tamales, in Helena,
Arkansas (a few miles west of U.S. 61), for his Italian-inspired
versions, which are simmered in a spicy cumin-laced tomato broth and
topped with chili, cheese, chopped onions, and jalape�o peppers.
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| Left: Vivian Chatmon shows off a tray of the Scott family's signature fried
catfish and hushpuppies. Right: Once the catfish fillets have cooked for about 5 to 7 minutes, Isaac
Scott drops hushpuppy batter by the scoopful into the bubbling oil,
ensuring everything finishes at the same time. |
Catfish: The New Cotton
The fertile soil of The Delta is legendary for its production of cotton.
Now aquaculture--in the form of farm-raised catfish--has trumped
agriculture. More catfish are raised in The Delta than any other spot on
the planet, and the mild, flaky-white fillets now grace both upscale and
humble menus across the South.
One person who knows a thing or two about the subject is Ed Scott, Jr.
When the future of his family's row crop farms looked bleak, he decided
to follow his dream of farming catfish. "I went into fish-farming in
1981, building eight 20-acre ponds and later opened my own processing
plant," he says proudly. Retired for almost 10 years, Ed still holds the
distinction of being the only African American to have owned and
operated a commercial catfish processing plant in America.
Now in his eighties, Ed oversees frying catfish with the sternness of a
drill sergeant and the finesse of a conductor. According to him, when
the fillets break the surface of the bubbling oil and begin to float,
they're ready. "You know, I'm not supposed to eat this," he says, "but I
just can't give it up."
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| The sign for Chamoun's Rest Haven Restaurant says it all about The
Delta's mixing of ethnic foodways. This Clarksdale, Mississippi,
institution, known for its hearty, down-home cooking, is also praised
for Lebanese specialties such as dolmades (stuffed grape leaves) and
cabbage rolls. |
This article is from the Favorites 2005 issue of Southern Living.