Today, I got a little carried away at our local produce market near our house. My purpose for stopping in was to get grapes to put in my chicken salad. When I walked in, I lost control and proceeded to SHOP for the fresh bounty that lay before me. A friend had already given me fresh turnips so I passed those at the market and went for the 'fresh' 1/2 runner green beans, okra, 'new' potatoes to go in my beans, yellow crook-neck squash, zucchini, Georgia peaches and Grainger County tomatoes, Peaches and Cream corn on the cob, along with a half gallon of buttermilk for my cornbread that will HAVE to be baked with this good ole country grub. I honestly feel sorry for those folks who never have the blessed opportunity to feast on such. The only thing better is getting the same fresh fare at our "Farmers Market" fresh from the East Tennessee soil. Oh my, this is something to look forward to. Better yet, sharing it with family and friends around our table.
BTW-Guess who forgot the grapes!?!?! I had to go back and get them after I loaded the car and got ready to pull out of the parking lot.
My fondest childhood memory is the ladies of the neighborhood sitting around breaking beans into newspaper spread on their laps. I just wish i really knew what they had been talking about!!!
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