American Thighs: The Sweet Potato Queens’ Guide to Preserving Your Assets

American Thighs: The Sweet Potato Queens’ Guide to Preserving Your Assets

by Jill Conner Browne

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I’m Kim Alexander and this is Fiction Nation. The book is American Thighs: The Sweet Potato Queens’ Guide to Preserving Your Assets by Jill Conner Browne.

Now you may be thinking, hey, I thought this show was only about fiction. What does Jill Conner Browne, The Sweet Potato Queen her ownself, have to do with that? And how did I wind up in this tiara? (No wait — that was me.)

Well, a few years ago when Jill was faced with no husband, a young daughter, no job and dim prospects, she picked herself up, picked up a pen, dusted off her tiara, and invented the life she deserved — that of a queen. So her slightly embroidered version of reality includes enough fiction for me. A self-created urban legend and the author of several books of essays, recipes, a cookbook/financial planner, a wedding planner that flips over to reveal a handy divorce guide, and now American Thighs, The Queen and her court — they’re all named Tammy to avoid complications — and my God does that make sense — dispense advice, offer guidance, and are pretty handy with the recipes from the four food groups. Let me see if I remember: sweet, salty, fried and au gratin.

Jill marched into my studio, all 6 glamorous feet of her, we declared mutual blazing jealousy — she wants my hair and I want her tall — and then she slapped a tiara on my head and made me a fellow Queen. True love.
The philosophy of the Court of the Queen seems to be that it’s better to laugh than cry, and since life is packed with opportunities to make you cry, it’s a fine thing to have your friends around you, a drink in one hand, something fried in the other, and wherever you’re going? Call it a parade!

Jill devotes a whole lot of time and energy to causes like Chefs for Humanity and her Big Ass Event of the year is the Million Queen March at the St. Patrick’s Day Parade in that hotbed of Irishness, Jackson, Mississippi. You can find out more on her truly inspired website, www.sweetpotatoqueens.com. I can’t make the parade this year. If any of you get to Jackson for the festivities please overindulge for me!

(BTW, re: my new tiara — the truest thing Paris Hilton ever uttered was that people treat you differently when you have jewelry on your head.)


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