“All of my male friends over the age of 32, find your nearest swap meet. Stay with me,” said actress in a video uploaded to her Instagram account. “Get you a matching shorts set, some Jesus sandals, a fedora, and a Bluetooth for good measure.
This is about Black tradition. I want my ribs, I want my burnt hot dog, and I want my link, and I want my potato salad.” Those were the hilarious words of the star, sharing her frustration over the fact that her phone has been quiet during what’s supposed to be peak barbecue season.
As we progress into the middle of summer and past three major cookout-appropriate holidays, I cannot help but notice the absence of invitations. My invites were so low that I began to question if my Black card had been revoked. There’s no smell of in the air, and not as many people are carrying aluminum food trays into the park.
It’s been dry, to say the least. Traditionally, were a place of fellowship where you’d have the opportunity to show off your latest dish, introduce your relatives to your new partner, catch up with distant relatives, spend time with the family elders, and enjoy a nice, slightly burnt hot dog or two off the grill for free. Adrian Miller is a historian, James Beard award winner, and author of .
Miller says cookouts emerged from the plantations and gained momentum during the great migration as Southern Blacks migrated to urban American cities. “Saturday evenings or Sundays after church were an opportunity to come togeth.