As many other people have reported, this is the best obituary ever. It’s gone viral in a major way and deservedly so. Having lived for the first 25 years of my life in the South, I do appreciate a delectable Southern character. I would have loved to have known Mr. Stamps, I believe.
Harry Weathersby Stamps, ladies’ man, foodie, natty dresser, and accomplished traveler, died on Saturday, March 9, 2013.
Harry was locally sourcing his food years before chefs in California starting using cilantro and arugula (both of which he hated). For his signature bacon and tomato sandwich, he procured 100% all white Bunny Bread from Georgia, Blue Plate mayonnaise from New Orleans, Sauer’s black pepper from Virginia, home grown tomatoes from outside Oxford, and Tennessee’s Benton bacon from his bacon-of-the-month subscription. As a point of pride, he purported to remember every meal he had eaten in his 80 years of life.
Follow-up story in the Gulfport (MS) Sun Herald.