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MY

ROUSES

EVERYDAY

NOVEMBER | DECEMBER 2016

M

y mother was fanatical about

pecans. Every year when

autumn arrived, we knew

what our after-school chore

was to be. She handed out paper sacks

to my siblings and me and directed us to

forage for pecans under the four pecan trees

that stood like sentinels near the gate to our

backyard. Our mission was to pick as many

of the nuts before the sun set on the early,

chilly evenings.

After supper, Mama cracked the pecans

with an old wooden gadget and piled them

up in a box on a TV tray. It was Papa’s job

to pick the pecans out of the shells while

he watched his favorite television programs.

ByThanksgiving, there were a good amount

of plastic storage bags in the freezer ready

for Mama to make pralines, fudge, pecan

pies and cookies not only for gift-giving,

but also to offer at the festive occasions

during the holidays.

Her love for anything made with pecans

was passed on to me. I still have her pecan-

cracking device and continue to make good

use of it. And although I do make the

candies and other sweet goodies from her

recipes, I have developed other methods for

using the beloved nuts of the South. Several

years ago, I co-authored a book

Pecans: From

Soup to Nuts

with the late Keith Courrégé, a

bon vivant and a great cook. He and I often

got together to cook and share our favorite

dishes while we sipped on Old Fashions in

his cozy kitchen overlooking Bayou Teche.

He was absolutely devoted to the pecan,

which he called the Crown Prince of the

Nut Kingdom. His enthusiasm inspired

me to research the history of pecans and

to experiment using the nut for various

applications.

Pecans have long been associated with the

South. History tells us that Antoine, a slave

gardener at Oak Alley Plantation along

the River Road near Vacherie, Louisiana,

succeeded in grafting sixteen trees near the

plantation mansion in 1846 or 1847. Later

he successfully grafted 110 trees.The variety

used later was named Centennial. This was

an epoch in the history of pecan growing

since it was the first successful effort of

record to graft pecan trees, and it was the

first commercial orchard developed to

produce nuts for sale. Louisiana continues

to be a huge pecan-producing state. In fact,

there is a Pecan Research and Extension

Station just outside of Shreveport where

65 of 90 acres are planted with pecan

trees. According to its page on the LSU

AgCenter’s website, the U.S.Department of

Agriculture established the facility in 1930

and transferred it to the LSU AgCenter in

1973. Pecan production adds, on average,

about $12 million to the Louisiana economy

each year.That’s a lot of nuts.

Mama LOVED pecans, but she was also

fond of sweet potatoes. Her repertoire of

sweet potato recipes are now in my care, and

I’m happy to share these with you.

Sweet potatoes (also known as yams) have

long been a part of Louisiana’s history

and cuisine. It is believed that the sweet

potatoes originated in the West Indies and

Central America.

According to history,when the French began

settling in south Louisiana in 1687, they

discovered the native Indians — Attakapas,

Alabama, Choctaw and Opelousas tribes —

growing and enjoying the tasty, nourishing

sweet potatoes. It wasn’t long before the

French and Spanish settlers soon made it

one of their favorite food items.

It’s no wonder that a variety of sweet potato

dishes hold a place of honor on holiday

tables atThanksgiving and Christmas. They

can be boiled, baked, fried, mashed and

combine well with a variety of ingredients

to create an endless list of delicious

concoctions.

When I was a toddler, Mama and I enjoyed

a baked sweet potato, lathered with butter

and drizzled with cane syrup, on many a

cold autumn afternoon. As I got older, I

came to adore them fried, much like French

fries, sprinkled with salt and black pepper,

or sometimes sugar and cinnamon. Of

course, I ate my fair share of them candied,

creamed with milk and butter, in pies, and

sometimes rolled in honey and chopped

pecans. I consumed so much of these golden

tuberous roots that I had the nickname of

“Patate Douce” well into my teens.

With the holidays staring us in the face, I

encourage you to get in your kitchen and

rattle some pots and pans! Recipes are from

Pecans: From Soup to Nuts

published by

Pelican Publishing Company, Inc. Available

online and at area bookstores.

The

Nutcracker

Sweet

by

Marcelle Bienvenu

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photo by

Denny Culbert

the

Holiday

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