Bambi wrote: > And we can do the cornbread with > cracklins > too! Next time you come to Atlanta, you and I have got to do two things: 1) Botanical Garden, 2) lunch at Harolds. Harold's is an Atlanta institution. It's across the highway from the County P-Farm and you are as likely to run into the Governor as you are the latest parole jumper lined up waiting for a bowl of *fine* Brunswick stew, North Carolina-style barbeque, and the ultimate delicacy/depravity: cornbread to die for. You can feel your arteries clogging when you chomp down on a slab. Stone ground white cornmeal (with a touch of yellow), a little salt, leavening, and home-rendered lard with cracklings. No sugar (shudders at the very notion), darn little flour (if any). The best cornbread I have ever eaten. Period. But so bad for you that I can only be thankful that I don't spend much time at the P-farm. If I did, I'd be a goner. Catharine.