“Headed down south to the land of the pines…”
After a few minutes I gave into temptation and turned around and said, “Have ya’ll ever had Mississippi Cheese Straws?” They said they had not, but conceded that they felt better about the future of my generation knowing the great tradition of cheese straws would not die.
Cheese Straws are a staple of southern pantries. One of the women was talking about picking some up before a baby shower and said, “You just can’t have a baby shower without cheese straws!” And it’s so true. I could probably count on two hands the number of parties I’ve been to that did not include cheese straws in the menu.
Today I realized, once again, one of the many reasons I love food: it connects people. A simple discussion of cheese straws with perfect strangers made me feel that much closer to home. Food is rarely an important component to relationships, but it is often the conduit for good conversations and creating good friendships.