My Late-Night Food Cravings
I will not lie. I love eating certain foods at certain times. I thought of this piece moments before I retired to bed and hungry as I could be. I wish I could give you an explanation about why I eat food late-at-night, but I do. There is just something a tad more peaceful about me being alone with my half-rack of pork ribs at 1 a.m. and "chowing down." But if I ever do gain an understanding of why I am this way . . .you will be the first to know. (KENNETH).
are not my favorite late-night food, but very close. Actually, (and doctors will hate me for saying this), I feel great when I am finished eating one of my favorite food selections late-at-night. I can consume pork ribs with or without barbecue sauce. I love pork ribs to such an extent that I could eat them raw, but that would be slightly barbaric.
are becoming one of my culinary-addictions. I found a Chinese restaurant in Tupelo, Miss., where they serve fresh clams--all you can eat and yes, I did not disappoint the owners. I love to put a hefty helping of cocktail sauce on my plate with a dozen of these fresh beauties and friends, I am in heaven. And they are healthy too I found out last week.
are terrific to munch when I am starving for food. Seriously, I am not greed-driven enough to buy tons of oysters just to get three pearls. You can have the pearls if you are eating with me. I want the oysters. These too, thanks to our Maker, are tasty and healthy at the same time.
is terrific between 1 and 3 a.m. No, I do not drink, so do not think that this is why I love super-hot chili as well as hot wings. A friend, Shane Nowlin, who lives in Destin, told me years ago that by eating hot foods, our bodily systems were kept free of dangerous bacteria. Nowlin was right. I ate hot wings at every turn. You can believe this or not but for one year I did not have one head cold. And eating hot foods makes our body release those endorphin's that cause us to feel good.
CAT HEAD BISCUITS
AND VIDALIA ONIONS
I should have ran these photos first. This is a simple case of just walking to the kitchen, taking a cold cat head biscuit, cutting it open and placing a slice of Vidalia onion inside. Talk about a "food paradise." This is it. I guess that most people who have worked those three to eleven or eleven to seven shifts learned to love this food item, but I didn't. I heard my mother tell one of two sisters that she loved cat heads and white onions. I took up the habit.