The Smokehouse

Recently when I went home I wanted to make sure I photographed this building.   We grew up calling it the "smokehouse."   I can remember hams and other pieces of pork hanging from the inside rafters of it.  That is where my grandparents went to get the "meat." 

According to daddy, they never really "smoked" any meat in this small building.  They butchered the hog (I can remember those days vividly) and then covered the meat heavily in salt and red pepper.   Then, they would let it sit for about 14 days or so and then rinse it off, and cover it again in salt and the red pepper.   Who knew they had red pepper back then??   Also, as my daddy pointed out - no wonder they had such high blood pressures back then! 

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xoxo,

SouthernSass

Sepia Saturday - Country Dirt Road

This is my neice (driving) and son (riding) on my great-grandfather's Farmall tractor.   It is also the photo seen on my header to this blog. 

I wonder what they were talking about....  It amazes me that my daddy was able to teach my neice (age 10 at the time) to drive it and shift the gears.   She is a Southern Girl through and through!  I love this pic - it is one of my all-time favorites and certainly is "home" to me.  I love that dirt road!

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Happy Saturday!

xoxo,
SouthernSass