Moravian chicken pie isn’t just comfort food. It’s currency.
Thirty years ago, my hometown of Smithfield, North Carolina, launched what the Washington Post later called “A War In the Hamlets.” On the line were rights to the title “Ham Capital of the World.”
When you’re 9,000 miles from home and unlikely to ever be able to fully return, how do you make your new place more familiar?
Green papaya salad is beloved in Laos and Northern Thailand and is a common street and festival food. Tune in to tomorrow’s Gravy podcast for a look at the Lao community in Morganton, North Carolina.
Katy Clune’s photography, on exhibit at UNC this spring, explores how Lao-Americans have crafted their home in a small southern community.
On a foggy morning in North Carolina, some 40 years after the conflict that displaced Toon’s family and so many others, food offered all a common ground.
There were and are very few constants in my life, locational or otherwise, but the land between Wilmington, North Carolina, and Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, is an exception. It is the coastline to which I belong.
“Listen. Their whole house could burn down, they could lose all their presents, but if their refrigerator made it through the fire with that ham in it, that Christmas would be fine.”
The great states of Georgia and Virginia have two major things in common: Each is home to its own Brunswick County, and each claims to be the home-place of the first-ever bubbling pot of that famous Southern specialty, Brunswick stew.