Friends, Romans and Pork Mavens everywhere: A.R. Baker here. Prior to reading my upcoming article (August issue), I wanted to alert you to a line in the piece that needs to be corrected.
When I'm discussing the "good-natured feud" as to the birthplace of Brunswick Stew, I mistakenly said the feud is between Brunswick, GA, and New Brunswick, NJ. Instead of putting NJ in the middle of all this fuss, Brunswick, GA, is battling it out with Brunswick, VA, and the State of Virginia. NJ has a lot going for it, but one of them is NOT the birthplace of Brunswick Stew.
Just to mention a few, NJ gave us THE SOPRANOS, helped us achieve independence as a country, and when I was a kid, if you didn't have a Brunswick bowling ball (produced, I was told, in New Brunswick, NJ), you were an outcast. In addition, I've yet to partake in one of my famous BBQ "binges" through NJ, but I have it on good authority that it also has some celestial BBQ within it's borders. (Possibly my next assignment?) But in this particular instance, as you're reading my dazzling treatise - well, semi anyway - on Savannah's glorious Johnny Harris, just remember that the State of Virginia is the other half of the infamous Stew Feud. I'm very sorry for this epicurean misstep, and I hope something like this won't be happening again any time soon. Of course, I was hoping that I'd have more than $38 in my checking acct. at this stage in my life, but as the Rolling Stones once sang, "You can't always get what you want"...
Take good care, and we'll talk again soon.