Favorite Comfort Food

It's a meal. My Mama always cooked us the same thing on our birthday (my twin and I) because it was what I wanted.  Fried chicken, black-eyed peas, and southern fried cornbread. I love the crunch of the chicken on the outside and the juiciness on the inside. I rarely eat this now because well, I am almost 50 and that meal takes one look at me and heads directly to the fattest parts of me, gets comfortable and invites all the fat cell friends to join it.

I remember the smell of it cooking and how that meal at our family table was always special.  I can make this myself now, BUT...that being said...my Mama's is the best and always will be.