A savoury all-cornmeal bread baked in a preheated cast-iron pan, so the batter hits hot fat and sets a crust as it lands.
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Put a 25cm cast-iron frying pan into the oven and heat both to 220C/425F.
Whisk the cornmeal, bicarbonate of soda, baking powder and fine salt together in a large bowl.
Beat the eggs into the buttermilk in a jug.
Have everything measured and the pan properly hot before those two mixtures meet. The bicarbonate starts reacting with the buttermilk on contact, and a batter left standing has spent most of its lift on the worktop.
Pour the buttermilk mixture into the cornmeal.
Stir 15-20 strokes, until no dry pockets are left at the bottom of the bowl.
Stir in the 50g of melted dripping.
Check the consistency: it should pour heavily off the spoon rather than drop in lumps, and a splash more buttermilk brings it back if the cornmeal has drunk it stiff.
Take the hot pan out of the oven and set it on the hob.
Add the 25g of dripping and swirl it up the sides; it should melt on contact and shimmer.
Pour the batter straight in.
Listen as it goes. It should hiss and the edge should set on contact — batter that lands silently has gone into a pan that was not hot enough, and the crust this bread exists for is already lost.
Slide the pan back into the oven.
Bake for 20-25 minutes, until the top is set and gold-brown, the edges have pulled away from the sides and a skewer pushed into the centre comes out clean.
Cool in the pan for 10 minutes.
Turn it out onto a board, crust side up.
Cut it into wedges and eat it warm, the day it is baked.
Expect it to be dry by the next morning. There is no gluten network and no fat-rich crumb holding this together, and day-old cornbread is for crumbling into soup — the sweetcorn chowder in this collection is the obvious place for it.
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Corn, and it is a specific flavour that a flour-and-sugar cornbread largely buries: stoneground cornmeal is sweet in a mineral, slightly grassy way, with a toasted note that develops in the crust. Buttermilk is the second flavour and it is genuinely sour — a real tang, not a background note — and it is what makes this bread taste savoury rather than plain. Bacon dripping, if you use it, brings salt and smoke. Salt is assertive at 8g and needs to be. There is no sweetness at all beyond the corn's own, and anybody expecting the American diner version will find this a surprise on the first mouthful and, usually, a good one on the third.
Toasting corn, which is a distinct and rather wonderful smell — nutty, slightly popcorn-like — and it starts within ten minutes of the pan going in. Under it, buttermilk and, if you used dripping, bacon. The moment the batter hits the pan produces a burst of smoke and hot fat that is the best-smelling second in the recipe.
Crisp crust, coarse crumb, and the contrast between them is the dish. Cornmeal has no gluten, so there is no elasticity and no chew — the crumb is short and tender and crumbles rather than tears, which is why cornbread is eaten in wedges with a hand under it. That crumbliness is a property rather than a fault, and it is also why it stales within a day.
The most important instruction in the recipe is an audible one. Batter poured into a properly hot pan hisses loudly and the edge sets on contact; batter poured into a warm pan lands silently. That single sound tells you whether the bread will have a crust before it has spent a minute in the oven, and there is no visual equivalent.
Toasted crust first, then the sour buttermilk tang, then sweet corn through the middle. Salt is throughout. The finish is corn and a slight dryness, and that dryness is why it wants butter, or gravy, or the liquid of whatever it is served beside — cornbread is designed to absorb.
Warm, the day it is made, with cold butter melting into it. It is markedly better warm than at room temperature and is barely worth eating cold on the second day, which is what the leftover traditions exist for.
Chilli, above all. Collard greens and pot likker. Black-eyed peas. Barbecue. Fried chicken. A bowl of soup with a wedge crumbled into it. Butter and honey, which is the point at which Southern and Northern preferences quietly converge. Where it fails is as a bread for a sandwich, which it will not survive, and next to anything delicate.
Easy, with two things to get right and both are about speed. The batter must be mixed at the last moment and the pan must be properly hot, and neither is difficult once you know.
Very low.
A 25cm cast-iron frying pan, and there is no substitute worth pretending about — the crust depends on a heavy pan that has been in a hot oven and stays hot when cold batter hits it. A thin pan or a cake tin makes a perfectly nice bread with no crust.
Any time. It is winter food by temperament.
None.
The top is set and gold-brown, the edges have pulled away from the sides of the pan, and a skewer comes out clean. Turned out, the bottom should be a deep, even, almost mahogany brown — that face becomes the top and it is the point of the whole exercise.
Firm to a press in the centre with no wobble. Cornbread does not have the springy give of a wheat cake and never will.
Nothing to manage. A pan taken out of a 220°C oven has a handle at 220°C, and cast-iron handles do not look hot. More people have burnt themselves on this than on anything else in this collection.
A pan that is not hot enough, which is the fault and which the hiss test catches. Mixing the batter and then heating the pan, so the leavening is spent before it goes in. Overmixing. Fine cornmeal, which makes it pasty. Adding sugar, which makes a different bread. And expecting it to keep, which it does not.
No crust: the pan was not hot enough or had no fat in it. Flat and dense: the batter stood too long before baking, or the buttermilk was not acidic. Dry and crumbling apart: overbaked, or the cornmeal was very fine and drank the liquid — a splash more buttermilk next time. Pale on top: that is normal, and the browned face is the one that was against the pan, which is why it is turned out crust up. Stuck in the pan: not enough fat, or the pan is not seasoned.
Nothing, and it takes fifty minutes. It is a bread to make while something else cooks.
It is a one-day bread and the recipe is right to say so. There is no gluten network and no sugar to hold moisture, so it dries out fast.
Wedges warmed in a dry pan, cut face down, which crisps them and is genuinely good.
It freezes acceptably for a month, wrapped, and is best reheated from frozen.
This is where the tradition is, and it is not a consolation. Day-old cornbread crumbled into buttermilk is a Southern dish in its own right. Crumbled into soup, it thickens and enriches. Dried out, it is the base of cornbread dressing at Thanksgiving. A stale cornbread is not a failure; it is an ingredient.
It is sized to a 25cm pan. A larger pan needs proportionally more batter and roughly the same time; a deeper bread in the same pan needs a lower oven and longer, and loses some crust-to-crumb ratio.
Buttermilk can be replaced by whole milk soured with a tablespoon of lemon juice or vinegar, left ten minutes — it needs to be acidic, or the bicarbonate has nothing to react with. Medium stoneground cornmeal is what the recipe wants: fine cornmeal makes a dense, slightly pasty bread and coarse polenta makes a gritty one. Bacon dripping and butter are interchangeable in behaviour and not in flavour.
Vegetarian with butter rather than dripping. Naturally gluten-free, since there is no wheat in it at all — which is worth knowing, because most cornbread recipes are half flour and are not. Contains eggs and milk, both declared. Not vegan and not easily adapted, since the eggs are the only binder in a batter with no gluten.
Medium stoneground cornmeal, which is a different product from fine cornflour and from coarse polenta and is worth finding. Real buttermilk if you can. A cast-iron pan, which is the one piece of equipment this recipe genuinely requires and which will outlive you.
Cornmeal is cheap and a bag lasts. Buttermilk can be made from milk and lemon juice for a fraction of the price of a carton. Save bacon fat in a jar in the fridge rather than pouring it away — it is the traditional fat here and it is free.
Low impact. Maize is efficient, the bread is cheap, and the leftovers have their own traditions rather than going in a bin.
Around 290 calories a wedge. Cornmeal is a whole grain when stoneground, so there is real fibre in it, and the buttermilk contributes protein and calcium. It is naturally gluten-free, which is genuinely useful.
Worth it, and worth doing in cast iron or not at all. The bread itself takes fifteen minutes to put together; everything that makes it good is the pan, the heat and the sound the batter makes when it lands. Eat it the day you make it and turn the second day into something else, which is what it has always been for.
The American South, from Indigenous American maize cooking.
Cornbread, or corn pone and hoecake for related flat, unleavened versions cooked on a griddle.
As it looks.
Bread made of corn — corn in the American sense of maize, which in British English is the confusing part, since corn in Britain historically meant whatever grain was locally dominant.
Maize was domesticated in Mesoamerica and was the staple grain of much of North America long before European contact; breads of ground corn baked on hot stones or griddles are Indigenous American food, and every version in the United States descends from them. The Southern tradition — all cornmeal, buttermilk, savoury, cooked in a hot greased iron pan — stayed closest to that. The Northern version, with wheat flour and sugar added, developed in the nineteenth century as both became cheap and as tastes moved sweeter, and it is now what most of the world means by cornbread. It is worth noting one thing that did not travel north from Mexico: nixtamalisation, the treatment of maize with alkali that makes its niacin available and its proteins more useful. American cornmeal is not nixtamalised, which is why cornbread is bread and masa is tortillas, and why pellagra was endemic in the maize-dependent South into the twentieth century.
It is one of the most emotionally loaded foods in the American South, and the sugar question is a genuine and sometimes heated marker of identity rather than a matter of taste. It is also deeply tied to African American cooking and to the whole tradition of Southern food that came out of it.
Dinner, every day, and Thanksgiving, where day-old cornbread becomes dressing.
The preheated iron pan with fat in it. Cast iron is used because it holds an enormous amount of heat relative to its mass, so it does not drop in temperature when cold batter arrives — which is exactly what a thin pan does, and why a thin pan gives no crust.
It split. The Northern sweetened, flour-containing version and the Southern savoury all-corn one have been diverging for about a hundred and fifty years and there is now very little common ground.
Beyond the North-South divide: corn pone is unleavened and cooked in fat; hoecakes are griddled; hushpuppies are the fried version; spoonbread is closer to a soufflé. White cornmeal is preferred in some parts of the South and yellow in others, and people have opinions.
It is a fairly orthodox Southern build. It is unusually explicit about the sound the batter makes, which is the single best doneness cue in the collection and is almost never written down.
None. The Indigenous origin of maize breads is the settled account.