Tailgate Culture...A Poem

On occasion, When the Tailgate Drops will share southern cultural treasures that we feel raise the level of discourse and civility in this cold, cruel world.

This week....we offer a poem for your reflection.

Ode to a New Potato

Tater, dear tater, oblong or round

Dusty and dirty, just dug from the ground

Sittin' in a bucket, waiting on a home

I grab a handful, some snaps and ham bone

You simmer in the pot for a good long while

Scooped out on a plate, I look and I smile

Some folks may prefer a russet or yam 

But I'll take you little tater, with pot likker and ham