Food is a narrative and in the South we are gluttons. This hunger for both meal and story are rooted in hardships endemic to the agrarian South. Families too poor to throw away spoiled milk. Women who raised children they did not give birth to. Farmers who bent their bodies to a labor that began before the sun rose and ended hours after the sun set. Through it all, stories told over meals taught lessons, brought hope, and gave people permission to laugh. This body of work is an archive of this history.