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Something You don't see everyday here: Adair Co. grown peanuts
Barbara Armitage had samples of boiled peanuts at the Tuesday afternoon, October 16, 2012, Farmers Market and offered her recipe to all who would listen. Hers are the best. Soft but firm, not mushy, and salted just right. Better'n anything in South Carolina. Maybe better'n those at the C stores in Russell County - a nation slightly more southernized, owing to Indian entrepreneurs, than most around here. - EW
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By Barbara Armitage
Activist for Southernization of Adair County, KY
There's only one day in the south that rivals Christmas morning in anticipation - Peanut Day. We hard core southerns have been known to pace the fields for days even weeks, watching, waiting for just the right time to "dig-um"!
My first call about the happy event went out to fellow "goober pea" lover, Melewi. Her only reply 'Get the water boiling"!
You see Maury and I grew up eating right. We looked forward to fall because that meant boiled peanuts.
When I was little my Pop would take me with him when he went out to check the farm on Saturdays. By the time we were headed home the old man down on the side of the road would be cookin'. He'd have a 55 gallon drum set up over a fire pit and the water and peanuts would be rollin'. Goober Peas as my Pop called them and that was gourmet food back then.
I remember that old man always smiled at me with a snaggle tooth grin and Pop would give me a wink. I knew that wink meant that I needed to remember to brush my teeth or I'd end up with the same kind of smile.
After what seemed to me like a conversation that went on forever the old man would take his dipper and bring up a scoop of peanuts. He'd let some of the hot water drain off and then dump them in a brown paper sack. We didn't use bags back then we had "sacks".
I'd eat boiled peanuts all the way home with that paper sack sitting on my lap that boiling hot water dripping down scalding my little pale legs as happy as a girl could be. - Barbara Armitage
This story was posted on 2012-10-18 05:05:13
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