As the tale goes, a young African-American woman living in Massachusetts was visiting her grandmother, a former slave living in Virginia. Upon her arrival, she was presented with lunch - a simple traditional meal of corn pone, maybe along with some sort of molasses or syrup for a little flavoring. The offering was refused. But no problem. The corn pone was wrapped in a small bundle of fabric and placed in cold storage.
At the next meal the corn pone reappeared and was...
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