I've been trying to write this post for what seems like forever. I’m sure it’s only been a couple of hours but it feels like an eternity. In my defense, an about me section is one of the most important pages on a blog and usually the most visited. Y’all don’t really know me and ultimately want to know why you should follow me. I still have my HS AP English 5 teacher screaming in my head (Never thought I'd say that), “Make sure its thought provoking, with an attention grabbing thesis!” Do I have y’alls attention yet?Davy Crockett- "You can all go to hell; I will go to Texas"Listening to Jason Aldean’s cd Night Train and writing this about me section. Ok, I’m really only listening to five of the songs on repeat. Y’all probably didn’t care, but I do, so let’s go with it. (Stalk me and maybe I’ll tell you which five songs)
Let’s start from the beginning. Don’t worry, I won’t bore y’all with all the details of my 25 years here in the South. Cause honestly, y'all couldn't care less that I'm obsessed with Arnold Palmers (half sweet tea/half lemonade), wanna be the Mindy Weiss of the South and the Paula Dean of Texas, hate even numbers, TERRIFIED of hotel mattresses, learned to spell bananas from Gwen Stefani, believe the mangos are out to get me, wish Ron Washington was my Paw Paw, want Marty Roe to sing me to sleep every night, huge Dallas/college sports fan, and think everything taste better out of a Mason Jar. I’ll just hit the essential points. My name is Aleshea, pronounced Alicia/Alisha. As a child when people would ask, I always joked that my momma gave me a common name with a ghetto spelling. I’m sure y’all can guess how well that went over when momma was around. I still can picture her dirty looks and feel her underarm pinches.
I’m from the great state of Texas; born and raised. (Daddy was from Southern Louisiana. Yes, like the cast of Swamp People. My family lives in the area Duck Dynasty is sometimes filmed. One of my Great Uncles sounds exactly like Troy Landry. And yes, my family is a bunch of rednecks but they prefer the term "Coon Ass." Yes, black people can be rednecks. I know you were wondering. Momma was born in Mississippi, near the Arkansas/Mississippi border, but raised in Wisconsin. Yes, I’m one of those annoying Texans who is obsessed with the state. And yes we are part of the South, contrary to what many “Deep South Natives” tell you, but that’s a story for another day. I’ve lived in North Texas my whole life, excluding college. I lived four and a half years in East Texas (I miss it) where I attended Stephen F. Austin State University. I like to joke I double majored in worthless and worthless but the fancy piece of paper SFASU gave me says, “Bachelors of Science in Political Science, Bachelors of Science in History.” (Momma hates that joke too.)
Growing up my daddy always joked that my momma spent to much time up north and cooked like a Yankee. He would have none of that in his house and thus he did most of the cooking. It worked out cause daddy worked nights (he was a juvenile probation officer. It wasn’t until I got older that he started working days and became a court liaison) and was home when momma was at work. I spent afternoons in the kitchen watching him cook but at the time it would be a stretch to say I loved cooking. As I got in high school, it became apparent to many family members that not only could I cook, but I could COOK. I always thought they were just being family until others started to tell me the same thing. I guess I ultimately fell in love with cooking after my daddy died. It was a way to keep is memory alive and utilize something he passed down to me. A few people have been bugging me to start a blog but I was reluctant to blog about the food I make because I've never been one for recipes unless I'm baking. Most "recipes" come from my imagination and how I want something to look and taste. I enjoy creating something from nothing with my hands and a wooden spoon. I guess you could say I make traditional Texas, Cajun (I'm half), and Southern food that fills the belly and warms the soul. I fully believe that Jesus and a good meal make everything better and that's all the world needs. (but seriously)
I'm a self described, "Conservative, morally-obligated Texas gal."
When I'm not barefoot in the kitchen, windows down driving a Texas backroad, doing the Rory Reading Challenge or just hanging around my Jesus Town/ Water Tower Town being what I call, the Mouth of the South, I'm probably at work after school program by/ or working the church nursery.
Now, that I've hopefully kept you interested with my "thought provoking, attention grabbing thesis", y'all enjoy your stay and feel free to stalk me. Or you could just grab a recipe or two and be the talk of your next dinner.
Southern Living and or Texas Monthly, if you are reading this: I'll work for cheap.
As the Jason Aldean song title says, "Take a Little Ride" with me!I say Y'all, oh my goodness, Lordy lordy lordy, my word and anyways far more than a person should. "The South--where roots, place, family and tradition are the essence of identity." -- Carl N. Degler