Hmm. I’d probably whip up some macaroni & cheese, collard greens, black-eyes peas, candied yams and either a baked ham or fried chicken with some corn bread and butter on the side. And an apple pie. And a sweet potato pie.
That was a Sunday dinner at my house about twice a month. The rest of the time, we’d eat stuff like meatloaf, mashed potatoes and corn or peas, or green beans and carrots, with rolls, or spaghetti and meatballs, or lasagna. Or burgers and home fries. Or hot dogs and baked beans. Or polska kielbasa, sauerkraut and potatoes. Or goulash. Or bratwurst and sauerkraut. Or sauerbraten and noodles. Or dumplings. Come to think of it, for people who were supposedly African-American, we sure ate a lot of German food. Making tacos or ordering a pizza was a once-in-a-while treat.
Now if you were eating at my (late) grandmother’s back in the day, you’d be more familiar with her food. She made shepherd’s pie and traditional English Sunday roast dinner, except we called Yorkshire pudding “popovers”. She also made bread and butter pudding, etc. etc. I can only think that this was handed down from daughter to daughter via some distant English ancestor as her family kept marrying in with non-Europeans.