When I was a little girl, I spent the summers in Greer, South Carolina, with my grandmother and Aunt Mary Dob (this was before they moved to Beaufort). Before church each Sunday, Gran-Gran would rise early to make deviled eggs and pimento cheese sandwiches, and Mary Dob would fry up some chicken. After church, we’d come home, pack up all the goodies in a peach basket, and head up Highway 14, eventually making our way to some two-lane mountain roads for a ni