Hello ALL! Welcome back to my blog. This is the last and final chef tribute in our yearlong tribute to African American Chefs and their contributions to the culinary world. It has been a tasty journey, educational and fun! I learned things about these amazing people and I hope you did too. We will continue to do Chef Tributes in the future, let me know below if you liked this series!
Continue reading for our final tribute…
This tribute is to a woman named Pamela who made a loud splash in the culinary community before her untimely disappearance. Pamela Strobel or “Princess Pamela” as she was called to those who knew her was a no nonsense woman who was also caring and giving and loved to share her joy of food with those around her. It is said that people flocked to her small restaurant for great food and great jazz music. She was known to put people out of her restaurant if they disrespected her or her. She attracted celebrities like Diana Ross and Andy Warhol. Her soul food was said to bring people of all walks of life together during a time where there was much separation and racial divide. Princess Pamela was known for her greens, black eye peas, smothered pork chops, and oxtail stew to name a few. She also put her best recipes into a book “Princess Pamela’s Soul Food Cookbook”. (My copy has not arrived yet) It is said that she wrote the recipes almost in a poetic lyrical fashion.
Here is an excerpt from her book:
Practically every kind of people/ eat somethin’ that somebody/ else make a godawful face/ at. If that don’ tellya what/ this race-hatin’ is all about, nuthin’ will./ In this life, we gotta give / ourselves a chance to digest a/ lotta things we don’/ understand right off.
Unfortunately, she simply disappeared into thin air in late 1998, and no one has seen or heard from her since. Those closes to her has even hired private investigators but to no avail she has still not been found. Her recipes have been collected and retested but there are still authentic versions of her recipes available.
Many have speculated as to what happened to her, some say she moved to a different state, others have refuted that claim. No one who knew her back then knows of her whereabouts now. There are many people who love her and are still hoping for her safe return. Posts like these are hopefully going to bring attention to her name and we are hopeful that we will find out what happened to her.
There are no pictures, just her book. And I will not discredit her by posting a similar picture or recipe. Feel free to try her recipe for Buttermilk Pie and check out this lovely poem excerpt to go along with the recipe from her book.
Buttermilk Pie 3 eggs, separated 2 cups sugar ½ cup butter 4 tablespoons flour 2 cups buttermilk 1 tablespoon lemon juice 1/2 teaspoon nutmeg 1 9″ pie shell, unbaked
Cream together the egg yolks, sugar, and butter thoroughly. Add the flour and beat. Stir in the buttermilk and lemon juice. Beat the egg whites until stiff and fold into the buttermilk mixture. Add nutmeg and pour into pie shell. Bake at 300°F until firm—about 45 to 50 minutes.
Everybody ask me how come I kin do all my cookin’ in that closet- space kitchen. For anyone been in as many tight spots as I have, sweetheart, it’s easy as buttermilk pie.