There’s a list of foods that I associate almost exclusively with my mother: Big Red chewing gum, caramel candy, popcorn balls, M&Ms, fried chicken, biscuits, Cracker Jacks, fudge brownies (without nuts), soft-serve vanilla ice cream and cornbread.
She kept a packet of Big Red gum in her purse so her breath smelled like cinnamon. When she went to the movies, she got M&Ms and Cracker Jacks. When we went to Dairy Queen, she ordered a soft-serve vanilla cone. Fudge brownies are what she made when she wanted a quick but indulgent dessert. The popcorn balls and chewy caramel — well, those are special. Our church discouraged celebrating Halloween so I never went trick-or-treating, but Mom made something sweet on Halloween night so I wouldn’t feel left out.
The fried chicken, biscuits and cornbread are all nods to Mom’s Texas roots. Mom’s fried chicken was the absolute best and her biscuits were pretty dang good, too, but cornbread is what we ate with everything from soups and stews to beans and potatoes. Mom told me that when she was growing up, her family ate cornbread as often as regular bread. She emphasized that it wasn’t sweet but savory, good for grilled cheese sandwiches or toasted and drizzled with molasses. Mom’s favorite way to eat cornbread (and mine, too) was for breakfast, smashed into a cup with milk poured over it, so the cornbread soaked up the milk and made a kind of porridge. That’s how her dad liked cornbread best, she said. He died when my mom was 13, so I never got to meet him, but I like that we have this one thing in common.
When I was looking through my mom’s recipe box, I found not one but four recipes for savory cornbread, including a recipe penciled on a 3-by-5-inch card so warped and stained that it’s difficult to read. I decided to make it because it was the corniest of all the recipes, using no flour whatsoever. For comparison, I also made a recipe for “Old Time Corn Muffins,” printed on vellum-thin, nearly transparent paper apparently cut from a bag of El Molino cornmeal. Neither recipe has a grain of sugar. I was curious to see what my daughter would make of them, since she loves sweet cornbread muffins. (And yes, I do keep a box of Jiffy cornbread muffin mix in my pantry for these cravings. My mother has passed, so she need never know.)