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Grandma’s Buttermilk Cornbread

 This cornbread offers a perfect balance of moistness and a light, fluffy texture thanks to the buttermilk. It’s slightly crisp on the outside while remaining soft inside, making it ideal for family gatherings and holiday meals. The combination of butter, cornmeal, and baking soda creates a tender crumb that complements savory dishes beautifully. Easy to prepare, this classic Southern style bread is baked in a skillet for a golden crust and rich buttery flavor.



Grandma’s Buttermilk Cornbread is the kind of recipe that instantly brings warmth and comfort to the table. This moist and tender cornbread has been a cherished Southern classic in my family for generations, perfect for holidays or any gathering where you want a reliable crowd-pleaser. Its slightly crispy exterior contrasts beautifully with a soft and fluffy interior thanks to the magic of buttermilk.

I remember the first time I made this recipe; the aroma filled the kitchen and soon the whole family was asking for seconds. It quickly became a staple at dinner parties and holiday meals alike.

Ingredients

  • Butter unsalted: richness and helps create a golden crust, use good quality for best flavor
  • Granulated sugar: adds subtle sweetness, balancing the cornmeal
  • Yellow cornmeal: coarse ground preferred for texture and that classic cornbread taste
  • Large eggs: bind the ingredients and contribute to lift
  • Buttermilk: essential for moisture and lightness, opt for fresh buttermilk
  • Baking soda: reacts with buttermilk to give a tender crumb and rise
  • All-purpose flour: softens the cornmeal for a better crumb
  • Salt to taste: enhances overall flavor, use fine salt for even mixing

Step-by-Step Instructions

Preheat the Oven:
Set your oven to 375 degrees Fahrenheit to prepare for even baking.
Combine Dry and Wet Ingredients:
In a mixing bowl, add the cornmeal, flour, sugar, baking soda, salt, eggs, and buttermilk. Mix everything together thoroughly until the batter is smooth and creamy with no lumps.
Melt the Butter:
Place the butter in an oven-safe skillet on the stove over medium heat. Allow it to melt completely but do not let it brown.
Incorporate Butter into the Batter:
Remove the skillet from the heat once the butter is melted. Pour the batter into the skillet. Whisk gently to combine the butter with the batter ensuring an even consistency.
Bake the Cornbread:
Place the skillet in the oven and bake for 25 to 30 minutes. The top should be nicely browned and a toothpick inserted into the center should come out clean.
Serve Warm:
Let the cornbread cool slightly then serve it warm for the best texture and flavor experience.
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