When I think of my grandmother's cooking, I think of fried chicken, vegetable soup, homemade biscuits, butter beans, fried fatback, and this lemon meringue pie she used to make that only my brother liked. It's not that the pie itself was bad, but she didn't pre-bake the pie crust before making it, so you had this delicious filling and gorgeous meringue, but a raw and gummy pie crust. For someone (like me) with textural issues in food anyway, I just couldn't eat it. My brother was fine with…