Found some old photos, which made me deeply nostalgic! This was taken at the Calvary Waffle Shop, a wonderous place that only exists during Lent at the Calvary Baptist Church in Memphis. You didn't have to go to the noon preaching to enjoy the lunch, which included made-from-scratch mayo.
John T. Edge wrote about this delicious tradition in the revised edition of "Southern Belly."
I've never successfully made my own mayo, but have learned to embellish the store-bought stuff pretty well. Last night, made a true remoulade to spoon on top of fresh Dungeness crab some friends caught in the San Juans. It was so sweet, so fresh.
In my extended family tree, there was one branch firmly planted in the Miracle Whip camp. I still love my cousins, but YUCK!
So, where do you stand? Mayo? Miracle Whip?