Growing up we didn’t have a lot. My mama made this regularly. It’s simple but tasty. Also taught me a thing or two about appreciation!

This recipe became a staple in our home not just because it stretched ingredients or saved money, but because it brought comfort. It was the kind of meal that made a house feel like home—warm, familiar, and full of love. Mama never acted like we were doing without. Instead, she made magic out of what we had. Every time she cooked this dish, she showed me that gratitude isn’t about what’s on your plate, but how you choose to receive it.

To this day, I still make it. Not just because it tastes good (and believe me, it does!), but because it reminds me where I came from and what really matters. It’s seasoned with more than just salt and pepper—it’s seasoned with appreciation.

So here it is. Simple, tasty, and meaningful. A little piece of my childhood, passed on with love.

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