Some of the more foul-tasting morsels:
[Paula] Deen’s plight furnished an operatic fable about the South: the Southern lady who celebrates the grand table at the expense of black women...Look, folks. How about a little dose of reality, here. Both Aunt Jemima and her flour were creations of the Midwest (Kansas and Chicago), not Dixie. Google "Aunt Jemima" and Chris Rutt, Charles Underwood, and Pearl Milling Company.
The [pre-civil rights] white South was caught in a freeze-frame fantasy of the plantation era...
White Southerners crave an innocent past, a personal distance from the sins of their ancestors.
Article concludes with this: [The author] Ferris is a member of Southern Foodways Alliance, a group of scholars, writers, chefs, restaurateurs, documentarians, and enthusiasts who explore the culinary culture with hope for regional redemption. Southern Foodways Alliance, huh? Sounds like the floggers of the culinary world.
First of all, the region doesn't need redemption any more than any other region does. It needs respite from people like this drumming up hate for it with their own twists, distortions and sometimes outright fantasies. It needs respite from nonSouthern sins being renamed Southern and then used as verbal whips against Southerners, particularly white ones. It needs respite from constant evilization to make the rest of the country look innocent and lofty by comparison, so it can continue to sweep its own sins under the rug, sanitize them, perfume them -- AND give nonSoutherners the warm fuzzies of moral superiority, who will take them, cling to them, and wrap themselves in them, even when they're fraudulent.
And some people wonder why we want to secede.