Barefoot In The Kitchen: A.D.D. Seriously?

I’m a Texas girl to the bone having lived life from the deep south, Corpus Christi, through the DFW area.  Imagine my culture shock finding myself in extreme northeast Arkansas.  I’d moved from Arlington TX to a small town just 5 miles south of the Missouri State line and 5 Miles west of the Mississippi River, with all the heat and humidity of the Mississippi delta.

It was an education and I definitely discovered a few oddities.  One such oddity was the fact that most of the kids in school suffered from A.D.D.! Whatever could be happening here?  Having 2 children of my own, this certainly gave me cause for concern.

One of the first ladies that I became acquainted with was Betty.  She lived across the street and was as warm and welcoming as they came. Getting together for coffee was a daily staple in my new life.  I remember the first time I sat at her table with my mouth agape.  Betty poured two cups of coffee and I watched as she spooned a half dozen teaspoons of sugar into her cup,  followed not by cream but sweetened condensed milk! I darn near got diabetes watching it!

Being a southern girl, of course I like sweet tea but I learned very quickly that you do NOT order sweet tea from any restaurant in Arkansas.  Unless you’re craving tea flavored syrup, order unsweet and sweeten it yourself.

The next lady I became friends with was Pam and I’ll be hitched if she wasn’t exactly like Betty with the insane amount of sugar in her coffee and tea! I was beginning to see a trend! Now, I’m by no means a health nut.  In fact my dream job is to be a quality control taste tester for Hershey’s but these folks could sure put me to shame!

This brings us to the morning that Betty called the house.  During the course of the conversation, she talked about having made breakfast, gotten everyone fed and off to school and work.  Nothing out of the ordinary there EXCEPT what she said she served.  THAT stopped me dead in my tracks!  Biscuits and chocolate gravy.  WAIT!… WHAT?

My surprise surprised her.  Apparently, this is as ordinary of a staple to the Arkansas breakfast as bacon or eggs!  I had to investigate this further so I called Pam….sure enough!  Even she was amused that I’d never heard of it.  One of my sister-in-laws, Beth, is an Arkansas native and a school teacher.  I conferred with her who told me of the happy memories of her father making this for breakfast, that she still had his recipe and at times made it for her own a daughters.

I’m both flabbergasted and to some degree, relieved.  I told Beth, “All those kids don’t have A.D.D.! Their dern parents are feeding them biscuits with chocolate gravy AND served with chocolate milk, no doubt, then unleashing that sugar induced crazy on you teachers!”

I admit that I have never personally served this. ( But my, how my children shined in school. Lol Exemplary students.)  Although there are many recipe variations,  I’m including a version that I would logically make myself.  If you decide to give it go, please let me know how it turned out and your thoughts!       Happy Eating!


Biscuits And Chocolate Gravy


  • 1 stick butter
  • 4 tablespoons cocoa
  • 4 tablespoons flour
  • 3/4 cup sugar
  • 2 cups milk


  1. Melt butter. Stir in cocoa and flour, then add sugar and milk and whisk. Cook over medium heat until thick, stirring often.
  2. Serve over hot biscuits.


    • No kidding right? Who on earth thought that was a goid idea to feed kids before school….well, anything, actually? Lol jeeze why not serve them up a strong coffee too while they’re at it! Lol

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  1. I grew up in a Polish family in New York and had plenty of Polish cooking: sugar, butter and lard were a given. Biscuits and chocolate gravy doesn’t appeal to me. But, I do love traditional biscuits and gravy and have eaten them for breakfast.

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    • It certainly sounded crazy to me too. Now traditional biscuits & gravy are a southern breakfast staple although it probably comes from the era prior to refrigeration, cattle drives, farm life and certainly flourished during the great depression. There was a frugality to the dish in using minimal staples that you always had handly and a great way to make use of biscuits leftover from the day before. This became a way to make use of small left over meats as well, with sawmill gravy ( sausage gravy) or the more commonly called, SOS ( Shite on a shingle) meat gravy served over toast. Boy do I ramble? Lol
      I’d love very much to explore your polish recipe box! 😊 I did at an earlier time, post a traditional biscuit and gravy recipe and post if you’d enjoy that. Happy blogging!


  2. I wasn’t raised in the south but in the Pacific Northwest so after landing in Northwest Arkansas, I know exactly what you mean by culture shock! I had never heard of regular biscuits and gravy for breakfast. Biscuits are for dinner!! After finally getting used to that, wasn’t too long ago I heard of chocolate gravy. I didn’t realize it was an Arkansas thing lol.

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  3. Oh my heavens, who knew? Well, I suppose the whole of Arkansas for a start but certainly sheltered girls had NO idea. Despite being a little appalled by the notion of this I am also strangely attracted to the idea. I can see an internal battle ahead but I think we know what the outcome will be …. I’m going to have to try them!!!

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    • Hahaha! I’ve been fight that urge for 20 years! I most certainly want trying that while the kids were young. I’d have to be a glutton for punishment! However, I am a grandmother now….its may be time for my kids to start paying for their raising, so to speak. Buscuits and chocolate gravy right before I take the babies home. Lol Best grandma EVER! Lol

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