Butter and Broth First
Every savory pot in this kitchen starts the same way, in butter or the fat left behind from good bacon. It is the fat the Lowcountry has cooked with since long before bottled vegetable oil existed.
Recipes from the marsh and the harbor around Charleston, cooked the way Lowcountry kitchens have always cooked: sweet butter, rendered bacon fat, and a pot of broth left to simmer all afternoon. Never a bottle of vegetable oil in sight.
Every savory pot in this kitchen starts the same way, in butter or the fat left behind from good bacon. It is the fat the Lowcountry has cooked with since long before bottled vegetable oil existed.
Ham hocks season the greens, shrimp shells become stock, and the broth left in the pot gets ladled over rice the next morning. Lowcountry cooking has never thrown anything away.
If a fat was not sitting in a Charleston pantry a hundred years ago, it does not appear in ours. Butter, lard, and bacon fat, and nothing else.
Six dishes we return to season after season, each one built on butter, broth, and bacon fat instead of a bottle of vegetable oil.
Stone-ground grits simmered slow in butter and milk until they turn glossy, topped with shrimp seared hard in bacon fat with andouille sausage and scallions.
A whole pork shoulder rubbed with brown sugar and pepper, roasted low until it falls apart, then pulled and tossed in a sharp vinegar and butter sauce.
Fresh okra stewed low and slow with ripe tomatoes, onion, and bacon until it turns soft and silky, no frying required.
A silky Charleston classic built on a butter roux, sweet crabmeat, and a splash of dry sherry stirred in at the table.
A cast iron cornbread with a crackling crust, made the old way with lard in the pan and butter folded into the batter.
Ripe Carolina peaches baked bubbling under a buttery, biscuit-like topping. The dish every Lowcountry summer supper ends with.
“The tide sets the table down here.”
An old Charleston saying, and about as close as this kitchen comes to a philosophy.
Botbia Kitchen is a small, independent kitchen built around the cooking of the South Carolina Lowcountry: shrimp pulled from the creek that morning, grits ground slow at a real mill, a pot of okra that has been stewing since before lunch.
We hold to one rule above the rest. The fat in our pots is the fat that has always belonged in a Lowcountry kitchen: butter, bacon drippings, and the occasional spoonful of lard. Vegetable oil has never had a seat at this table, and it never will.
Y'all come back now, and bring your appetite.