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Paula Deen booksigning at Barnes & Noble

Whatever one may think of Paula Deen, the Baroness of Butter, you’ve got to admit she’s a tenacious mistress of all media. In 2013, the Food Network star’s Southern-fried empire was sinking like a half-baked cake in a room full of buck dancers. She’d admitted to using racial slurs and stood accused of discriminatory behavior. Long-standing partnerships and endorsement deals evaporated. Her namesake Tunica buffet inside Harrah’s Casino vanished faster than an unguarded slice of granny’s pie. It looked like Deen, the cackling matriarch of the too-much-mascara set, was gone with the wind, past her expiration date, and likely to disappear forever. Only she didn’t.

In the past year, a thinner and fitter version of Deen has shown her underpants to judges on Dancing with the Stars, launched Recipe Quest, a match-3 video game puzzle app with less appeal than a big ol’ bowl of Boston grits, opened a new restaurant in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, and written a new cookbook, Paula Deen Cuts the Fat. It’s the last of these things that brings her to Germantown for a reading and book signing at Barnes & Noble.

Deen’s latest book is a revisionist take on 250 of the Southern chef’s favorite recipes retooled for healthier lifestyles.

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Memphis wins acclaim for its craft candy.

Willy Wonka once wondered, “Where is fancy bred? In the heart or in the head?”

Or, he might well have asked, in the mouth? Here in Memphis, we know the answer to that question. Lately, the Bluff City has started winning awards and considerable acclaim for its craft candy scene — which, five years ago, was limited to a single boutique chocolatier.

“I love caramel, and I love making people happy,” Shotwell Candy Co. founder Jerrod Smith confesses.

Shotwell, which opened its online store in November 2012, recently won a Southern Living 2015 Food Award for “Best Sweets.”

In the beginning, Smith worked out of his home kitchen, cooking candies late at night. Today, Shotwell operates out of a commercial kitchen, hand-making about 300 boxes of caramels each day. They have lately branched out into trail mix and toffee.

What sets Shotwell apart are the high quality of its ingredients and the scientific exactitude of its process. When devising a recipe for his caramels, he experimented with a dozen different varieties of butter — French, Amish, American, organic — which varied based on fat and salt content.

Which did he end up choosing? Well, that’s a trade secret, of course.

“When you put heat and sugar together, you get these amazing flavors,” Smith observes. “Combine that with my innate nerdiness and my desire to figure things out, and you get a business pretty quick.”

How does it taste? In a word: excellent. The Hand-Crushed Espresso Caramels ($9.75) are my favorite — the perfect marriage of salty and crunchy, gooey and sweet. And the Tennessee Toffees are not far behind. You can find Shotwell candies in about 90 stores across the Southeast, including (locally) Porcellino’s, Whole Foods, and City & State.

They say that invention is 93 percent perspiration, 6 percent electricity, 4 percent evaporation, and 2 percent butterscotch ripple. It’s a proprietary formula, one with which chef Phillip Ashley Rix is intimately familiar.

“I want to create things that no one has begun to imagine,” Rix, owner of Phillip Ashley Chocolates, says. “I’m like Willy Wonka. I want to put the whole world in a stick of bubble gum.”

Like Jerrod Smith, Rix is an autodidact. He never took a class on how to make ganache; he taught himself. Yet somehow, he has started turning out some of the tastiest — and most visually shocking — chocolates in the country.

Shocking enough to win acclaim from publications like Forbes and USA Today, not to mention celebrities like Tom Brokaw and Morgan Freeman. Have you ever tasted a truffle flavored with fig jam, goat cheese, and port wine?

“What Kate Spade did for handbags,” Rix says, “what Louboutin did for women’s shoes … that’s what I wanna do for chocolate.”

Rix’s latest venture is vegan chocolate, and it started with a celebrity encounter. Last month, Rix was catering an event at Pearl River Resort in Mississippi, and he was asked to bring a gift bag for country music legend Tim McGraw, who would be performing.

There was just one catch. McGraw is vegan. So Rix began experimenting, and before long he had cooked up a dairy-free truffle flavored with spicy Mexican sipping chocolate.

These confections must be seen to be believed. High-gloss hemispheres that have been painted with dancing flames, each is a little work of art. And they taste as good as they look, with a smooth, chocolaty crème and a satisfying, spicy finish. Rix says they are the first in a vegan series that will include bourbon and lavender vanilla.

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Of course, you can’t write about craft candy in Memphis without covering Dinstuhl’s Fine Candies. Family-owned since 1902, they were making cashew brittle when Smith and Rix were twinkles in their fathers’ eyes. More recently, they’ve been acclaimed by People magazine and Cooking with Paula Deen, who judged Dinstuhl’s fudge “The Best in America.”

Not too shabby. President Rebecca Dinstuhl says her company’s consistent, high quality comes from having had five generations of Dinstuhl’s in the kitchen.

“It makes us cautious with our recipes,” she confides. “We’ve got people who have been customers for 70 years, so we want to make sure it tastes as good as it did when our great-grandfather made it.”

You can taste the difference in confections like the Peanut Butter Square. Impossibly rich and creamy, it’s as though Alice Waters cooked up a Reese’s buttercup.

For summer, Dinstuhl’s is rolling out a line of chocolate-dipped fruits, including raspberries, blackberries, pineapples, and grapes. They’re actually pretty marvelous. Before being enrobed in chocolate, they are rolled in a sugar fondant, which means that instead of a gooey filling, there’s actually a little raspberry in there.

And so a good deed shines in a weary world.

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Paula Deen’s Tunica Vanishing Act

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Like a gambler who’s had too much to drink, Paula Deen is getting the bum’s rush from Harrah’s Tunica Casino two weeks after her career imploded.

“Coming Soon! All New Buffet Experience” say the signs outside of the erstwhile Paula Deen’s Buffet on the second floor of the casino.

Gone are the Paula Deen lifesize cutouts in the lobby, the Life-of-Paula photo collage next to the cash register, and most of the branded merchandise in the gift shop. Signs say all such merchandise is 50 percent off, but the markdowns were more than that last week on the cookware and relatively high-end stuff, according to employees.

I snagged a pink t-shirt, modeled here by Flyer colleague Bianca Phillips, for $9.99 and a pair of refrigerator magnets for a dime each (formerly $5) featuring Paula’s sons Bobby and Jamie who, unlike most of Paula’s corporate partners, defended her during the storm.

“Neither one of our parents ever taught us to be bigoted toward any other person for any reason,” Bobby Deen told CNN’s “New Day” in an exclusive interview with Chris Cuomo.

“Our mother is one of the most compassionate, good-hearted, empathetic people that you’d ever meet,” he added. “These accusations are very hurtful to her, and it’s very sad.”

Harrah’s Tunica spokesman Patrick Collins said “We have no news to report on the buffet at this time.”

The 560-seat no-name buffet is still open and serving Deen’s southern-style cooking and signs on the road to the casino still tout the Paula Deen Buffet as an attraction. At lunch hour Monday, the buffet was nearly deserted and some of the shelves in the gift shop had been stripped bare.

Caesar’s Entertainment, the casino’s parent company, announced on June 26th, the day Deen appeared on the “Today” show and five days after the story broke, that it was ending the relationship by “mutual agreement.” But no details were disclosed, and employees said they did not know what would replace the Paula Deen Buffet, a fixture in the casino since 2008.

The Wall Street Journal reported last week that Deen has hired a new legal team to defend her in the racial and sexual harassment lawsuit. She has also parted ways with her agent who was head of media strategy for Paula Deen Enterprises.

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Letters to the Editor

Hip to be Misidentified

Regarding Bianca Phillips’ “Hip To Be Square” cover story (June 27th issue) — which was an informatively nice read: My friend Tom Hayes was misidentified as Carey White in a photo caption twice — on the cover and in the photo inside. Unless he has an Oxford-shirt and khaki-pant clad twin of a different surname, then that man is definitely Tom Hayes. I know because he supervised the mural on Bari Ristorante which my team and I painted. That credit was also mistakenly given to my friend David Lynch, who “designed the image,” in consult with Lou Loeb’s visual needs for that site. We worked too hard for that cookie to just get snatched!

Anthony D. Lee
Memphis

Editor’s note: Mr. Lee is correct. Tom Hayes was misidentified in the photos with the story.

Irony
The first ironic thing I saw this week was trash being thrown out the window of a garbage truck by the driver. The second ironic thing I saw this week was Tim Sampson’s rant about grammar. After ranting about the spelling on a Superior Bonding car and incorrect grammar on website posts, Sampson wrote “by which they are supposed to be biding anyway.” Pot, meet kettle.

I used to be a purist, like Sampson, but lately I find myself leaving the letters off the end of words that should be plural while typing emails and web posts. I’m not sure what glitch has occurred in my brain to cause this, but I’ve taken to proof-reading my messages. My own inadequacies have caused me to relax my moral indignation at the foibles of others.

Steve Hiss
Memphis

Paula Deen
People should be able to make a mistake without being thrown out. The people who are making a fuss about Paula Deen saying the N-word are the ones who have issues (Editor’s Note, June 27th issue). Most of these people are carrying around garbage about something they heard about happening years ago. Paula and I lived through a lot of that garbage. This is today. The N-word is usually just a slip of the tongue. If everyone is still so upset with the word, why is it still glamorized in songs and movies? I think the word itself should die. 

Trecia Watson
Cleveland, Mississippi

Obamacare Hypocrisy
Twenty-seven states have rejected the expansion of Medicaid that is a major part of the new health-care law. These states could have received millions of dollars from the federal government to extend health-care coverage to many more poor people in their states. It has been conservative governors, with two surprising exceptions, Arizona’s Jan Brewer and Florida’s Rick Scott, and mainly conservatives in the 27 state legislatures who have rejected the expansion of Medicaid.
This rejection is further proof of the hypocrisy of conservatives, the majority of whom claim to be Christians but who seem to have no concern for the least among us. They oppose an action that could prevent suffering and deaths among the poor in their states. 

They support a Paul Ryan budget that would decimate the social safety net that protects the poor. They would defund all of Obamacare if they could, while offering no alternative in its place, satisfied with over 50 million having no health-care coverage at all.

Conservatives proudly proclaim themselves to be pro-life but do not appear to have any compassion for anyone after he or she is born. Yet, they have the audacity to call liberals hypocrites? 

Philip Williams
Memphis

DOMA
The Supreme Court’s decision to validate same-sex marriage will thrill millions who love each other and want the same rights as every other American. It will depress millions of religious conservatives who have fought long and hard to prevent this momentous occasion. Federal benefits are no longer out of reach for married couples, no matter what their gender.

For those having trouble handling this turn of events, reread the Sermon on the Mount and learn to love one another, as the Bible teaches.

J.P. Ford
Memphis

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TV Minus Zombies, ESPN, and Food Channel

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Six months ago I switched to basic cable, the cheapskate option in my AT&T U-verse package. I did it to save a little money, gain a little quality time, and make a symbolic protest against AT&T and ESPN, which I blame for jacking up my monthly bill to $174 and ruining civilization as we know it.

Resolutions are easy in January. Most of the football bowl games I wanted to watch were on broadcast stations ABC, NBC, CBS or FOX. There were Christmas gift DVDs to enjoy instead. Then it got harder. ESPN has fought back against people like me by capturing exclusive rights to more and more events. Here is my report.

Total Savings: The difference between my old 280-channel package and my new 15-channel package is $40 a month, or $240 for six months. The savings should be more than that, but AT&T charges cheapskates and Luddites $15 a month for equipment that is “free” with other packages. Offsetting expenses: Netflix subscription for $7.99 a month, $4 beers at sports bars.

Most Grief Taken: My wife loves the AMC zombie show “The Walking Dead.” She reminds me about once a week. Offsetting factor: The Brad Pitt movie helped, but the zombie appetite is not easily sated. If I break it will be due to zombies.

Second biggest loss: Who knew the Grizzlies would go so far in the Playoffs, and that several of the games would only be on ESPN? Or that Michigan would beat Kansas in a thrilling game on TBS? Offsetting factor: Mooching off neighbors.

Third biggest loss: Watching people cook on “Chopped.” Offsetting factor: Actually cooking.

Other regrets: French Open and Wimbledon early rounds. Offsetting factor: ABC highlights and replays, if you don’t mind knowing Federer and Nadal lost.

Worthwhile discoveries on basic cable stations: None. The major networks are a wasteland and appear to have given up on everything except reality shows and copycat crime shows. Offsetting factor: Black Hawks and Bruins in NHL Playoffs and WKNO documentary on Henry Ford.

Best rented movies I would not have seen otherwise: “Sherlock Holmes” and “In Bruges”.

Worst rented movie I would not have seen otherwise: “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close”.

Long books I probably wouldn’t have read otherwise: “Blue Latitudes” by Tony Horwitz and “11/22/63” by Stephen King.

Smug moment: Pointing out newspaper stories about Evil ESPN and viewers cutting cable and asking people “Does Paula Deen have a show?”

Sick moment: ESPN ends sharing agreements with broadcast stations for major events. AT&T comes up with more fees.

Guilty pleasure: Surfing 200 stations while on vacation and watching Paula Deen and Matt Lauer on “Today” on NBC.

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Letter From the Editor: Paula Deen Should Know Butter

I remember being shocked, when, as a 10-year-old, I heard one of my father’s friends casually use the “N-word.” My parents had instructed my siblings and me from an early age that that word was wrong and not to be used, ever. “Some people say it,” my dad explained later, “but that doesn’t make it right.”

To this day, I’ve never used the N-word as an epithet. But if you asked me under oath whether the word has ever crossed my lips, I’d have to say yes, as it did last week, when I was discussing the Paula Deen situation with friends. It is, after all, difficult to have an adult discussion about the N-word without saying the N-word. And I would venture to say there are very few people reading this column who’ve never uttered it for one reason or another.

In his memoir, The Big Sea, Langston Hughes wrote: “The word … sums up for us who are colored all the bitter years of insult and struggle in America.” The word remains toxic, so weighted with ugly history that I don’t feel comfortable putting it in this column, even though I’m just discussing it, not using it as a pejorative. So I dutifully type “N-word,” which, like “F-bomb,” is code for that which cannot be said or written in polite company.

Unless it can.

Most of us read the word in high school, when we studied Huckleberry Finn. Leonardo DiCaprio said it countless times in Django Unchained, to cite just one recent film example. And we’ve all seen Richard Pryor and Chris Rock comedy routines and heard the word booming from a nearby car stereo. My friend, Lee, who was black the last time I looked, is fond of saying, “Negro, please,” in an ironic fashion. The N-word is everywhere.

So it’s obviously not so much the actual word that is the problem, but who is saying it and why. Samuel Clemens used it in its historic context. Director Quentin Tarantino used it to make DiCaprio’s character seem evil. Comedians use it for shock value and humor. Rappers use it to sound bad-ass. You might — or might not — approve of the word’s use in any or all of these instances.

But what about Paula Deen? She testified under oath that she’d used the N-word earlier in her life, possibly when describing “a conversation between blacks.” She added that “that’s just not a word we use as time has gone on. Things have changed since the 1960s in the South.”

Fair enough, really. Not a fireable offense, in my mind, anyway. But, unfortunately, Deen went on to admit in her deposition that she once expressed the desire to have an Old South-themed wedding with black men dressed as house slaves.

And to that, what could the Food Network execs say but, “Paula, please.”

Bruce VanWyngarden

brucev@memphisflyer.com

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The Rant

Even though it gives me a tormenting itch to think of numbers or balance budgets or try to figure out what is in my escrow account or what an escrow account actually is (and don’t ask my mortgage company because they seem to understand it less than I do), I think I have some serious ideas to get the city of Memphis out of this budget dilemma before those Neanderthals up in Middle and East Tennessee try to come down here and take over. With all due respect to Mayor A C Wharton, probably the best mayor of a city this size in the country, I want to just toss these out there.

1. Toll Gates. I even paid at a toll gate one time to get into the state of Oklahoma, where they should have paid me to visit, so I think we need to start charging people coming into Memphis from Arkansas, Mississippi, Tipton County, and Fayette County unless, of course, they are hot. Hot people are always welcome.

But not the people who work in Memphis and make all their money here but choose to live outside the city so their kids don’t have to go to school with black kids and they don’t have to pay Memphis city and Shelby County property taxes. I have to pay those, and quite a bit I might add, on my palatial Midtown home with one bathroom and no dishwasher, so they should have to pay to come into Memphis, even if it’s only $1 each time they cross the border. If you live in, say, Southaven, and you want to come to Beale Street or a Grizzlies game for a night on the town, shell out. It’s worth it.

Think about 20,000 people a day paying $1 to come into the city every day. That’s $7,300,000 a year. I think. Someone check that for me. That would cut the grass at a lot of parks.

2. All churches that don’t offer significant social welfare services to those less fortunate should pay property taxes. If there are churches that exist in Memphis that don’t help the homeless, the hungry, the infirm, or others in need, tax the crap out of them like any other business.

3. Put cop cars every half-mile along Southern Avenue between Highland and where it turns into McLemore Avenue near Bellevue. The speed limit along Southern is 35 miles per hour. I drive that way to work and back every day, going the speed limit, and every single day my life is jeopardized by people who whiz by me going 80 miles per hour. It happened again this morning. Someone with a Superior Bonding company sticker on the car whizzed past me going at least 60. I got stuck behind it at a train track and managed to read the sticker, which gave the address as 199 “Fouth” Street and listed the zip code as 38013 instead of the correct 38103 zip. When I did a Google search to verify the address, it took me to the company’s Facebook page, where there were all sorts of posts inviting people to come to that address to become bounty hunters and members of their street team. I think I’d get my stickers straight before I started trying to stick it to someone skipping court. But I digress.

Let’s say the average cost of a speeding ticket is $150 and, at a minimum, 5,000 people drive down Southern speeding, which is EVERY person who drives down it, except me. That’s $750,000 a day or $273,750,000 a year (I think). DAMN. I don’t know how short the city till is but that’s not chump change just to fine people for breaking the law by which they are supposed to biding anyway. Go for this idea!

4. In light of her recent deposition in a racial discrimination lawsuit and her admission that she used the “N word,” let’s bring TV chef Paula Deen to town and allow people to dunk her country ass in a giant tank of hot melted butter at $10 a pop. Nah, make it $20. It would be worth it. If 50,000 people lined up to dunk her, that would generate $1,000,000 (I think) that could go toward anti-obesity programs in the schools. And guarantee probably that we would never see her again. AND it could be done in one of the newly renamed parks to piss off all the people who agree that she said nothing wrong.

5. Finally, and I’m stopping here so I can call this my “Five-Point Budget Reconciliation Plan,” the city should fine people who post comments on this paper’s and other papers’ websites using incorrect grammar. Yes, this is a pet peeve of mine, and it is so rampant that if the city charged people for every time they posted something full of obvious grammatical mistakes, we’d be the richest city in the United States and could finally secede as a sovereign metropolis and go about our merry way without thought to the rest of the state, which by and large doesn’t like Memphis, ignores Memphis, or is afraid to come to Memphis.

Now, where is my consulting fee?

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Six new names for Paula Deen’s buffet that should probably be avoided

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Harrah’s Tunica To Rebrand Paula Deen’s Buffet

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Caesars Entertainment Corporation, parent company of Harrah’s Tunica, issued a statement this morning announcing it has “reached a mutual agreement with Paula Deen Enterprises (PDE) not to renew the two companies’ business relationship.”

Harrah’s Tunica opened Paula Deen’s Buffet in 2008. Deen appeared at a ribbon-cutting to unveil the 560-seat restaurant designed to look like Deen’s home in Georgia.

According to the statement, the Tunica buffet and three other of the company’s Deen-related businesses will be “rebranded.” It appears that the Paula Deen Buffet has already been removed from the Harrah’s Tunica site.

Full statement below:

Caesars Entertainment Corporation, Paula Deen Enterprises Agree Restaurant-Licensing Contracts Will Not Be Renewed

LAS VEGAS — June 26, 2013 — Caesars Entertainment Corporation (NASDAQ: CZR) announced today it has reached a mutual agreement with Paula Deen Enterprises (PDE) not to renew the two companies’ business relationship. Caesars operates Paula Deen-themed restaurants at four of its properties. Caesars intends to rebrand the restaurants in the coming months.

“While we appreciate Paula’s sincere apologies for statements she made in her past that she recently disclosed during a deposition given in response to a lawsuit, after thoughtful consideration of their impact, we have mutually decided that it is in the best interests of both parties to part ways at this time,” said Jan Jones Blackhurst, executive vice president of communications and government affairs for Caesars Entertainment.

Related:

John Branston on Paula Deen and Tunica

Buffet Be Not Proud