Chocolate Gravy,
it’s a real thing.
I’m pretty sure I stll have relatives on my Mom’s side living in Appalachia, our ancestors there go way, way, way back.
I have ancestors on that side that came here before this place was a country.
BFYTW is in my genetic code.
1633 for the English side, Scots is 1745, Welsh 1745 and German 1800. Yup chocolate gravy is a thing and other delights, too.
Never heard of that one. We keep our sweet sweet and our savory savory. Granny might get shot putting that on the table and callin it vittles in my house.
MC
OMG OMG OMG – that brings back memories!! My granny and my mom made that plenty of times when I was a kid, always a treat. I’ve never met anyone else that has ever even heard of it. I made it a few times for my wife and kids and they just turned their noses up at it. Pissed me off plenty. Now I got the sugar diabetus and probably shouldn’t have that anymore, but man it used to be good.
And if my wife passes before me, I’m looking that sweet little thing up. Get rid of my big city woman and get me a little country gal.
My wife’s family would gather at her parents house on Christmas morning for their get together and her dad would fix breakfast that always included chocolate gravy. When age and circumstances caused us to stop my family started coming to my house and I fix chocolate gravy for our breakfast. None of my kids ,the oldest is 48, have ever not had chocolate gravy on Christmas morning.
I’m a refugee from Commiefornia, not a missionary! I’ve introduced myself occasionally, that way, depending on my estimate of the other persons humor quotient. It always gets at least a smile, sometimes a laugh. With my “funny” accent, they know I’m from “somewhere” else, to start with.
I’m still smitten with the ladies southern accents around here.
No chocolate, pretty soon die.
I grew up in the panhandle of texas eating chocolate gravy. Hot biscuit with chocolate gravy. MMM MMM Good. Another thing we did was molasses syrup over biscuits. That was excellent.
Grayjax – pat of butter, molasses poured over, fork mashed, mixed and put on top of a biscuit.
Damn that looks and sounds good, I think it’s equivalent to my Dad’s grayjax