Before Vera’s became a neighborhood favorite, it was just a feeling—one passed down through generations. That feeling started on a farm in rural Augusta, Georgia, where Vera was born as one of six children to Emily and Pete Davis. Life was simple but rich in love, tradition, and flavor. From an early age, Vera was drawn to the kitchen, where her mother cooked with instinct, wisdom, and heart. No measurements, no fancy tools—just love, fresh ingredients, and patience.
Vera learned by watching. She watched how a pinch of salt could transform a pot of greens. How slow-cooked meals brought people together. And how food, when made with care, could speak louder than words.
But the true master in the kitchen was her mother—known to everyone as Big Mama. Big Mama wasn’t just a cook; she was the keeper of tradition. She carried generations of Southern cooking in her bones, and she passed it on like a sacred gift. Her recipes weren’t written down—they were taught hand over hand, taste by taste. Her cornbread, her fried fish, her stews—they weren’t just meals. They were memories, lessons, and love on a plate.