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The first Fried Green Tomatoes award for middle-aged rebellion plus recipes

October 15, 2013 19 Comments Filed Under: Food, Recipes, Uncategorized


The book and film Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café, written by Fannie Flagg and set in the southern part of the United States, was a story about the awakening of a dowdy middle-aged woman, Evelyn Couch. Years of low self-esteem and self-sacrifice had worn away at the central character, who was feeling unappreciated in a loveless marriage. Things change when Evelyn strikes up a friendship with an old lady in a nursing home who reminisces about her spunky sister-in-law who has a relationship with another woman. This couple run a local restaurant, The Whistle Stop café, whose signature recipe is fried green tomatoes, a Southern speciality. The stories boost Evelyn’s morale, giving her the strength to live her life as she wants.
Last week I had my American cousin Paula to stay. I remember visiting Paula at her home in New Jersey when I was a kid and being impressed by the American suburban architecture, large houses with white picket-fences, green front lawns, kids riding around the streets on bicycles on the wide, mostly car-free streets. Everybody seemed rich, the weather was always good, my cousins were tanned and limber, and there was space and light and prosperity. (So different from England, this visit sparked my love affair with America, I even went to live there for a couple of years.) Visiting England at the age of 50, Paula can still execute a perfect cartwheel from a standing position. She trained to be part of the gymnastics team at the Olympics. Muscle memory.
An English cousin, who I hadn’t seen for years, came to join us for dinner during the week. Her mum, my aunt, lost her husband at a relatively early age, becoming a widow at the age of 53. After five years of grieving and being alone, only the dreary fate of living for her grand kids and the odd visit from her children on the horizon, my aunt, met someone. Yup, met a man at the age of 58. It can happen. (This appears to contradict my sister’s premise that all single men over 40 are broken biscuits, abandoned, fragmented and incomplete, in the tin).
I heard rumours about this at the time from my mum, something about my aunt had run off to join the funfair with a guy that ran the dodgems. I had a romantic image of my aunt straddling the poles, swinging from bumper car to bumper car, wearing a canvas pocketed apron to collect the fares, while her new man, in my head looking a bit like the 1970s David Essex, all blue eyes, dark curls, gypsy neckerchief and engine oil, operated the ride.
Turns out this guy, who is good looking, but rather more English Midlands than Romany, runs a Go Kart track for a living. My aunt went to live with him in a caravan and helped run the Go Karts. She lost a ton of weight too. She was going out every night and, get this, dancing on pub tables and generally refusing to age gracefully. (I lived in a trailer park for a few months five years ago and thoroughly enjoyed it). All this has met with some disappoval from her kids but for me, this heartening story means my Auntie Sandra wins my inaugural Fried Green Tomato award for middle-aged rebellion. Go girl!
You could say that we are where the prime of the year, the summer season, has fallen away into autumn, the seasonal equivalent of middle-age. This is not to denigrate autumn which is a beautiful season in it’s own right: the smell of wood burning, the crackle of rustly leaves, the damp pleasure of mushroom picking, the heave of giant squashes, getting to wear thick tights again. I don’t know if Fannie Flagg was describing a synonym for belated middle-age when she gave the recipe for fried green tomatoes, a youthful tomato that hasn’t quite matured in time.
Summer is gone. I’m accepting that now. I’ve just put the heating on for the first time this year. (I’m not sure what my reluctance was, considering I was actually quite cold this past weekend, but it does sometimes feel like defeat to crank up the radiators.) I’ve also decided to pick my tomatoes from the garden even if they are still green. The tomatoes aren’t going to ripen on the vine now, near the end of October. The chill has set in.
For the dinner with my cousins, I made a green and red tomato tart. I’ve also made fried green tomatoes from the book, Southern style.

Green and red tomato tart

Pastry:
200g plain flour
Pinch salt
100g cold butter
2-3 tablespoons of water

Filling:
300ml creme fraiche
2 eggs, beaten
Salt
3/4 small green tomatoes, sliced thinly
3/4 small red tomatoes, sliced thinly
Lots of white pepper

Prepare your pie dish by buttering and flouring it. Pre-heat your oven to 180ºc
Mix flour and salt together. Grate the cold butter into the flour. Rub flour and butter together with your fingertips so that it ressembles breadcrumbs. Add a little water to pull it together. Flatten into a patty, cover with clingfilm and leave to rest in the fridge for fifteen minutes.
Then roll out into a circle, approx 3mm thick, and arrange the pastry into a 9 inch pie dish. Cut off any excess and use for something else. 
Mix together the creme fraiche and the beaten eggs. Season. Pour into the prepared pie shell.
Arrange the green and red tomato slices in concentric circles on top.
Season the tomatoes with plenty of salt and white pepper.
Bake at 180cº for 25-30 minutes.

Fried Green tomatoes, Southern style

4 large green tomatoes, sliced 1 cm thick
50g cornmeal (not cornflour)
100g self-raising flour
200ml buttermilk or milk
Salt
Black Pepper
1/2 teaspoon of cayenne pepper (optional)

Peanut oil for frying (or bacon lard if you aren’t vegetarian)

Slice the tomatoes. Make the batter from the cornmeal, flour, buttermilk and seasoning, mix well. It should be both thick and liquid enough to coat the tomatoes.
Dip the tomatoes in the batter, then fry in batches until golden.
Serve immediately.
If you have more batter, consider dipping in mushrooms, jalapenos, too.
Serve with biscuits (like scones) and baked beans.

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  1. Island Girl

    October 15, 2013 at 3:54 pm

    What a lovely story!

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 16, 2013 at 8:20 am

      It is hopeful isn't it?

      Reply
  2. Debs Dust Bunny

    October 15, 2013 at 4:04 pm

    Well, your American auntie and I have a lot in common, except I ran away to England and a toy boy at a slightly younger age. But that's a story for another day. Love fried green tomatoes and must try that tart.
    PS-broken biscuits still are delicious. ; )

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 16, 2013 at 8:19 am

      Spill the beans Debs!
      Actually it wasn't my American aunt, who has quite a few adventurous stories of her own, but my English one.
      True, I never thought about that but broken biscuits still taste the same, with the added feeling of virtue in that we are 'tidying' something up and being frugal, if we eat them.

      Reply
  3. Paul Mullings

    October 15, 2013 at 8:09 pm

    A wonderful book, the film version also well worth tracking down… Now just got to try the fried green tomatoes to complete the story!

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 16, 2013 at 8:20 am

      They are a sour fresh pleasure held together by oily batter! yes loved both the film (Kathy Bates) and the book.

      Reply
  4. Anonymous

    October 16, 2013 at 2:23 am

    GREAT POST! Love the story. It makes me laugh… one of my favorite criteria for a great post.

    And I really want the rest of the story from Debs-Dust-Bunny!

    Thanks! Christina from the USA who has spent a lot of time in the Heart of Dixie.

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 16, 2013 at 8:20 am

      Me too! and thank you

      Reply
    • Finn Felton

      October 19, 2013 at 5:12 am

      So funny story imagine that now you have the idea of frying every vegetables in your kitchen.

      Thanks
      Finn Felton

      Kopi Luwak

      Reply
  5. mamafrog

    October 18, 2013 at 6:39 am

    Ya know–I hd never had fried green tomatoes until I was a grown woman, nearly 30! I did grow up in the South, but somehow managed to miss that lovely dish. Just after I got married my mother-in-law (a woman originally from Texas) introduced me to them, and Vinegar Pie. Both dishes I learned to love. Unfortunately I haven't had either since moving to Washington state as I can't seem to grow a decent tomato here. It's not hot enough long enough here, even okra doesn't grow here and I do love fried okra. (One of my early memories is being down the street as a child and smelling my mom's burning fried okra!)

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 22, 2013 at 8:39 pm

      Mamafrog and you being a southern girl too! It's the sort of thing you have when you grow tomatoes rather than buy them. Washington state is quite cold isn't it?

      Reply
    • mamafrog

      November 6, 2013 at 10:29 am

      Actually, Washington state isn't that cold, except the mountains in the winter time (and the really tall ones that still have a little snow even in summer). The coastal side has a climate similar to southern England, I think. Coolish comfortable summers, with a month or so of hottish weather. It's extremely unusual to have temps over 98 to 100 and winters can be cold and snowy, but it doesn't last too much. It's mostly rainy. The other side of the mountains is hot in summer and dry, and cold and dry in the winter, except when you get piles of snow that don't last more than a week or two! This side is more like Oklahoma where I grew up. Our summers there are miserably hot and humid, with winds that blow your brains out all the time. I've actually seen rain blowing sideways, not to mention the lovely tornadoes. Just had to say biscuits are not like scones, they should have lovely golden, firm outsides with moist insides. There is a real art to making proper ones, I'm still working on it after 35 years of cooking for a family. I finally mastered gravy and fudge four years ago! I have to learn not to over knead my biscuits and use some cake flour to help lighten them up. My grandmother was one of the best cooks I ever knew, part Indian/Scots/Irish. My bread finally measures up to hers.

      Reply
  6. Anonymous

    October 21, 2013 at 9:53 am

    My friend just told me about your blog and also "Cooking With Mr. C." on Facebook. (also a food/celebrity blog) I love when people share blogs with each other. Keep up the great work.
    Denise

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    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 22, 2013 at 8:36 pm

      Thanks Denise! x

      Reply
  7. Catherine

    October 22, 2013 at 5:19 pm

    Great stories. I had an urge to cook fried green tomatoes about 4 years ago and looked up some recipes. Was fortunate to find some at a local market. I love them with eggs and toast for a meal. The tart looks really good. They would be good with cornbread as well!

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 22, 2013 at 8:37 pm

      Oh yes fabulous with cornbread. This batter has polenta in it so there's a kind of cornbread vibe going on…

      Reply
  8. Kate

    October 23, 2013 at 1:47 pm

    Love that tart… next year, I mustn't put all the green toms into chutney. Thanks!

    Reply
  9. The Curious Cat

    October 29, 2013 at 3:09 pm

    What do they taste like? They sound gorgeous and I've always wondered… I'm not sure how I'll find cornmeal in Spanish so I can only imagine…

    Reply
    • Kerstin Rodgers

      October 30, 2013 at 9:28 pm

      HI CC, yes I'm sure you can find it in Spain, is that where you are? Maiz?

      Reply

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