Artrip's was the only place in our world that stocked fresh tomatoes, corn, half-runner green beans, cucumbers and all the fruit of the Season. I so enjoyed the trips we made there and looked forward to the smell of green bean steam that permeated the house. My mouth salivates now as I remember the platter of sliced cucumber, tomatoe and green onions that was placed in the middle of the table to go with the hot cornbread with butter on top. I could make a meal out of this by itself but Mom would always have the green beans to go along with it. Dessert would usually be either lime jello with pineapple, cool whip and nuts or angel food cake sliced with strawberries and cool whip. All met the approval of all either living in our home or stopping by to visit.
Doesn't this sound familiar to those growing up in the Appalachian Mountains? I guess many across the South could say the same about the smells and tastes of fresh produce treasures simmering in the kitchen.
Yes, July 4th Holiday has passed but the good feeling inside when we remember the Summers past, the Watermelon Moons and all the fixins will last and last.
Thank you Momma for my favorite Summertime meals prepared with the special ingredient of your love.
