According to Tony Joe White, Polk Salad Annie’s mama works on a chain gang and is a “wretched, spiteful, straight-razor toting woman.”
I’m pretty sure it’s because all they had to eat was a weed that looked kinda like a turnip green. I’d be mean, too.
Polk sallet is poisonous, y’all.
So, as the list of things I can eat dwindles (no sea salt, no garlic, no gluten, no weeds), I’m getting down to the real nitty gritty.
(Note to self: get a copy of Miss Kay’s cookbook to give to sisters-in-law)