Savage's Sugar Cookies

by Seale Ballenger
Print Email

savagecookie.jpgWhen I was a kid growing up in Birmingham, Alabama, my favorite food in the whole wide world were sugar cookies from Savage's Bakery in Homewood. Made fresh daily, from before I could even walk, I used to go in there with my mother to buy bread and other baked goods, knowing that every trip to Savage's always ended with a big fat old-fashioned buttery cookie, cooked to the perfect yellow consistency and coated with the best flakes of sugary sweetness that would melt in your mouth.

Old Mr. Savage used to laugh everytime I came in the door saying he remembered me coming there when I couldn't even open the door by myself, always wide-eyed in hopes that there was a fresh batch of cookies hot out of the oven.   Whenever he or one of the women behind the counter saw me walking down the street, they would usually greet me  holding one out for me as soon as I walked inside.


savagebakery.jpgThrough the years, Savage's sugar cookies have been the one sweet constant in my life.   As I grew older classroom outings, trips to the zoo, birthday parties and cub scout meetings were made even better by the fact that they were accompanied by Savage's sugar cookies.  And as I got older my bike and eventually my car somehow managed to find their way there as often as possible.  As I started making my way in the world, whether it was as close by as going to camp or as far away as going to college, my mother never failed to send a box of cookies filled with love and a reminder of the joys of home.

When I moved to New York in the late 1980s, Mom continued to diligently send me boxes of these delicious treats, helping to curb a bit of homesickness and ensuring that I was not "starving" as I was trying to succeed in the big city.  And now, at the age of forty-three, she still sends me boxes of sugar cookies from Savage's, and my friends and family all herald their arrival.  But the sweetest thing about going back to Alabama, along with the joy of time spent with family and old friends, is the greeting of a big white box tied with red and white string and the words "SAVAGE'S BAKERY" written in red ink across the top.  And inside awaiting me are a dozen five inch round disks infused with my idea of sheer perfection, and a reminder that there truly is no place like home.

Savage's Bakery
2916 18th St S
Homewood, AL 35209
(205) 871-4901

 

Seale "Brother" Ballenger is a twenty year veteran of the book publishing industry and currently works as the publicity director for Harper Entertainment and William Morrow at Harper Collins Publishers. He is the author of HELL'S BELLES: A Tribute to the Spitfires, Bad Seeds, and Steel Magnolias of the New & Old South.   Seale, his partner Chris, and their two French bulldogs, Maddie and Petey, live in New York City.

Add comment


Security code
Refresh

 

restaurant news

Saint Martha: A Wine Mecca
Los Angeles
by Maylynn Jakubowski

saintmarthaextIt has been a long time since I have been to a restaurant that actually inspired me to write about it. In the period of time from my last write up, I have been fortunate enough to go to a couple...

Read more...
St. Felix Bar
Los Angeles
by Lisa Dinsmore

stfelixsign.jpgI don't know who invented the concept of Happy Hour and I really don't care. I'm sure it isn't necessarily a good thing that it's my favorite time of day, but I just can't think about those two...

Read more...
My Mom and The Salty Dog Cafe
Southern States
by Laura Johnson

saltydog2.jpgThe Salty Dog Cafe in Hilton Head, SC is not your typical place to take Mom for Mother's Day. However, I think all Mothers should eat exactly what they want on their big day and nothing foots the...

Read more...
My Comfort Zone
Los Angeles
by Sara Mohazzebi

darya painting sm
In Persian, Darya means sea
Darya in West L.A. 

 

I wish my comfort food was as simple as mac and cheese or ice cream with chocolate sauce and gobs of whipped cream.  But I grew up with a...

Read more...