Wednesday, April 4, 2012

To Market, To Market

Last photos from down South.

We ate lunch one day at Main's Market. Just what you picture when you think of an eating establishment in a quiet, sleepy southern town. Screen doors slapping, flies scattering, hot air blowing from the ceiling fan - and yummy smells wafting from the hot trays of food.

The Mains were delightful, letting me snap whatever photos I wanted. They explained what the options were, You can get meat and threes or meat and fours. Um, meat and three side dishes or meat and four side dishes.

C and B got fried shrimp and a couple of sides. M and I decided to skip the meat and just get four sides.  I had okra gumbo, red rice and black eyed peas, tomato pie and corn pie. 

Oh me, oh my. How I loved corn pie. 

None of us did much talking. We just kept humming to ourselves, mmmmmhmmmm. 
After a little bit, Miss Etta came out from behind the food trays to sit and make some signs. C went over and started a conversation. I asked Miss Etta if she was one who did the cooking.

And then I asked her if she would come North and live with me. I knew the Man would love her cooking.

Miss Etta laughed and said she'd had many offers before. 

She's a great cook and you should eat at Main's.

Next time you're in the area.

On our last day, we decided to go to Savannah.

Along the way, C pulled off onto a side road and brought us to these church ruins.

Gorgeous brick columns, rusting gates and fences, flowering trees.

Simply beautiful in all it's ruinous glory.
Our first stop was Bonaventure Cemetery. 

If you've read the book, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, by John Berendt, you'll know what we were looking for.

The Bird Girl.

She's gone now. Moved to a museum.

While we didn't get to see her, we did see other statues. Not as famous, just as nice.
I became a wee bit obsessed with the wrought iron in this area of the country.

Honest to Pete, you'd think I work as a wrought iron photographer.

The whitewash on this fence was stunning with the pink azaleas that were blooming all around.
C and M and I were sitting outside an antiques store waiting for B and this classic car pulled up in front of us.

Three men and two women came tumbling out, opening cans of beer and pouring them into cups. One of the guys walked by us, pointed at M and I with beer in hand saying, "You two are sistahs. I can just tell."

We looked at each and burst out laughing. 

We look nothing alike. Except we both had on scarves and sunglasses.

Not the most observant fellow. But I liked his sweet car.
Meandering through the streets of Savannah.

I think we walked about eighty miles.

It was probably about two.
This last photo has nothing to do with Savannah.

And everything to do with my new French market tote.

I love it so.

I took it with me today and used it in place of plastic bags.

Just doing my part to use less paper and plastic.


I had several people comment on my bag and want to know where I got it from, including Sissy.

I'm going to have to keep an eye on her. You know how she likes to take my stuff. 

The lady at Anthropologie wanted to know because they have lots of customers ask where to buy their market bags (they don't sell them.) These would be the bags they have at the front of the store for people to use while shopping that look a lot like mine. I once stalked a woman, trying to find out what display she got the market bag from that she was carrying around. When I finally asked her, she gave me a funny look and said, The front of the store?!

I didn't know they weren't for purchase.

The lady at Home Goods tried to ring it up, until I convinced her it was my bag and not for sale by Home Goods.

Hmm. This save the planet stuff could be harder than I thought. 


  1. Isn't Savannah WONDERFUL?! I love it sooo much. Beautiful photos, especially of the old church ruins.

  2. I've been wondering if there's a trick to photographing clear glass items. Yours look good!

  3. @Lisa - good light. you need good light.

  4. That out of focus car picture is AMAZING. I want it. I love it.
    Great job!!!

  5. Thank you, Donna. It was a very sweet car =]