I thought I knew Black food-collard greens with ham hocks, cornbread, okra, yams, chitterlings, biscuits. These were staples at family gatherings, big and small, when I was growing up. But sometimes you don't know what you don't know. Reading Black Food: Stories, Art, and Recipes From Across the African Diaspora, I discovered the genesis of my food culture, which, like blues music, finds its roots in African tradition, migration, and, yes, suffering.
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