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Born in Tallahassee, the capital of Florida, I am a genuine Florida Cracker--a descendent of sturdy women and men who farmed their way south from North Carolina in the early 1800's. I am a graduate of Florida State University with a BS in Social Science, and earned an MA in Education/Storytelling from East Tennessee State University. My work is deeply influenced by a love and reverence for the natural world and environmental issues and my love of story. Performance Photos by Valerie Menard, Silentlightimages.com.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Appalachian Storytellers

Last Saturday, I went to breakfast at the Farmer's Daughter with five friends - storytellers all. Located between Jonesborough and Greeneville on HWY-107, it's a big, family-style restaurant serving excellent, country food. I knew about it and even thought of going a couple of times, but they don't take reservations and one look at the wrap-around lines was enough to send me elsewhere. Breakfast, however, was another matter.

It was a snowy day - is there anything else in East Tennessee right now? and very cold, but we piled into Valerie's nice little Subaru wagon and took off on our adventure. What we got was delicious food in a rather plain dining room. Crockery, flatware and real mugs warmed the heart, and when our staffer filled out cups with rich, dark coffee, things started warming up. You can't get that many storytellers in one place and not have a bit of entertainment...

We were a varied lot: me from north Florida and now east Tennessee; Valerie from Nashville, Kenny from Texas, Marjorie from Michigan, Teresa from California, Mary from Oregon - all as different as can be, but united in our curiosity and love of story.

Now, the food: eggs cooked your way, grits, hashbrowns, bacon, sausage, ham, sausage gravy, fried apples and apple butter, biscuits and pancakes. Finished, we staggered over to the Mountain View store to shop for Amish cheese and bakery goods and kept the good times going for quite a while. I noticed, however, that on the return trip we were very quiet...