1 (32 oz) jar dill pickles, cut into ½" slices (crinkle cut are ideal, but straight cut work, too)
salt, to taste
Combine all of the ingredients for the Dipping Sauce and whisk together until well combined. Set aside.
Pour oil into a deep fry pan until it is about 1” deep. Using a deep-fry thermometer, heat oil over medium-high heat until temperature reaches 375°F. Meanwhile, prepare a tray with 2 layers of paper towels; set aside. (Tip: If you don’t have a deep fry thermometer, then you can drop a pinch of flour into the oil. If it browns and bubbles immediately, then the oil is ready to go!)
In a medium bowl, whisk together the buttermilk, hot sauce, Worcestershire sauce and eggs until well combined. Place pickle slices in the buttermilk mixture and set aside.
In a separate medium bowl, combine the flour, cornmeal, Cajun seasoning, and chili powder.
Transfer about 8-10 pickles from the buttermilk mixture to the bowl of dry ingredients. Stir until pickles are well coated. Shake any extra flour off of the pickles; carefully place pickles into the hot oil. Fry until golden brown, approximately 2-3 minutes. Remove pickles with a slotted metal spoon and place on tray of paper towels to dry.
Allow oil to return to 375°F and repeat process with remaining pickles.
As many of you have noticed, Lessons from a Southern Belle has been on a bit of a hiatus for a couple of months. There is an explanation behind all of this, though it doesn’t excuse my absence. I want to apologize for not keeping up with the blog and also thank each of you from the outpouring of messages that had concern, love, and well wishes for myself and my family.
The last time you heard from me, I took a trip to San Diego to visit with my sister who I hadn’t seen in some time. I got to thinking a lot about where I was going with my life and what I wanted to happen. You see, I have got a lot of dreams hovering at the back of my mind. These dreams have remained unfulfilled because I was lacking in funds, in ambition, and in confidence.
To say that the carjacking situation was the only thing to effect me towards the end of 2014 is an understatement. I felt really lost and didn’t know how to put that into words. Lessons from a Southern Belle has always been my home base on the internet; it was the one place I could really express myself and share my love of my heritage with the world. Neglecting it did two things: it gave me a much needed break, but it also made me realize how much I truly do love sharing this wonderful life I have led for twenty-seven years.
So, think of this as a renaissance. I am going to be posting more content and sharing more with you all. There is so much I have planned in the coming year, including vlogs, DIYs, photo trips, contests, and opening an online Southern Belle shop.
I hope you all will continue on this journey with me. Life makes for an exciting ride and I wouldn’t want to go it alone. You all have meant so much to me since 2010. Thank you for everything!
I am southern. I like pearls. But why is it mandatory to wear pearls if you're a southerner? Sometimes they just feel too stuffy. We need a pearl overhaul or a fun/funky way to wear them...expand on the tradition. Is this just me?
From what I was told growing up, pearls are considered the “coming of age” jewel. Girls were given pearls on their 16th/18th birthdays, or as graduation presents from high school or college. A set of pearls is considered the most classic, timeless, and classy pieces of jewelry a woman can own.
Why do we Belles wear them? We are timeless, we are classy, we are classic.
I have to agree—sometimes they do feel a little stuffy, but there isn’t a written rule that you have to wear a strand of pearls every single day. What about a pearl ring? Or how about pearl studs?
Also, I really enjoy the trending Tomboy Pearl style, seen below. You could also check out different colored/sized pearls. Have you seen black pearls? Talk about TO DIE FOR.