Put ramekins on a baking sheet. Bake for 25-35 minutes, until puffed and golden. Remove from oven, and let stand for 5 minutes. With a flexible spatula, remove strata to
For nine decades, Our State has made its way into homes across North Carolina, the United States, and the world. To celebrate, every month this year, we’re paying tribute to
For nine decades, Our State has made its way into homes across North Carolina, the United States, and the world. To celebrate, every month this year, we’re paying tribute to
For nine decades, Our State has made its way into homes across North Carolina, the United States, and the world. To celebrate, every month this year, we’re paying tribute to the readers who inspire us, offering a taste of our earliest recipes, and revisiting old stories with new insights. Follow along to find out how our past has shaped our present.
July 1978 • The 1970s saw the beginning of a tourism wave to North Carolina’s coast. Washington’s waterfront downtown was redeveloped, Beaufort pivoted from a fishing town to a vacation destination, and, in 1971, the first Sneads Ferry Shrimp Festival celebrated the area’s shrimping community.
Yield: 4 servings.
1 pound fresh medium shrimp, cleaned and deveined 3 tablespoons all-purpose flour ¼ cup vegetable oil 2 tablespoons unsalted butter ½ teaspoon salt ¼ teaspoon ground black pepper 1 cup warm water
In a large mixing bowl, toss shrimp with flour to coat. In a shallow skillet or frying pan on medium heat, add oil and butter. Add shrimp and any extra flour. When shrimp begin to turn pink, flip them over and reduce heat to low. Add salt and pepper, and stir in 1 cup of warm water. Cover with lid and simmer for 3 minutes to let gravy thicken. Serve over rice or cornbread.
In the early 1970s, a fortuitous partnership between one of North Carolina’s iconic industries and a financially strapped NASCAR saved stock car racing and spawned a sports institution.
Inside a modest white farmhouse in the rolling hills of Rutherford County, an extended family with deep ties to the Lake Lure community cooks up homestyle Southern feasts for the faithful.
Deep in the remote Three Sisters Swamp of the Black River stands an ancient old-growth forest. For decades, a famed bald cypress, dated to 372 AD and known as Methuselah, was its patriarch — until two even older trees were discovered.