Thursday, August 25, 2011

Nashville Farmer's Market

I'm trying to introduce Rocky and Bennett to the real Nashville.  I want them to fall in love with the hills, the architecture, the restaurants, the symphony, the quirky culture and the people.  I want them to see beyond the Ryman, the Honky Tonks and Elvis.   And since I haven't cooked a meal since June, I figured where better to start than the Farmer's Market.  We're not locavores or even hippies, but we do like ourselves some maters.
That's a lot of 'maters.
And fancy heirloom 'maters.
Peanuts.  Lots and lots of peanuts.
And melons
Pinto beans, lima beans, black eyed beans. 
Sure, it was a good excuse to learn how to use my camera.  It was an even better excuse to put the boy in dem oeralls.

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