It's unbearably hot here in Georgia – and muggy like you wouldn't believe– but this Saturday, I tagged along with my dad to go hiking in the mountains and snap some photos of some waterfalls.
It's like a different world up there: the roads turn all twisty, spiraling up the mountains and weaving between lopsided cabins, farm animals and the occasional rest stop (which is usually populated by leather-clad bikers). I'm now covered in mosquito bites, but I was having too much fun with Dad to notice my sweaty, bug-bitten plight. (He did worry me a bit, however, when he'd decide to venture off-trail and clamber over the slippery river rocks to get a better view of the waterfalls).
On the way home, we were determined to stop by a produce stand and buy a bag of juicy, fresh tomatoes. Because there is nothing better than a tomato plucked right off the vine and still warm from the sun. It's heaven in a fruit (vegetable?) and the days of tomato season are numbered.
Turns out, the farmers had other plans. By the time we were done hiking (6 p.m.) tomato vendors had all closed their produce stands, and I was left gazing sadly out the window at the abandoned ramshackle shops shrinking in the distance of our review mirror.
Until Don's market.
Don is an elderly man who owns a teeny, bedraggled trailer that's permanently parked on the side of the road in suburban Atlanta. From this, he sells things like boiled peanuts, fresh produce, pumpkins and Christmas trees. My parents have even bought a few items from Don in past years, and he's basically the nicest man ever.
Case in point: when we drive up to Don's trailer, we were greeted with a sign that said: "CLOSED" and another that said, "HONOR SYSTEM: CASH/CHECK IN BASKET. THANKS."
Don was assuming no one would swipe his stuff, which is one of the sweetest things I've ever seen.
Tomatoes were $2.50 a pound and, unless we measured wrong, each tomato measured about one pound (?!?!). I bought two. For dinner, I made a tomato sandwich with avocado. The tomato was still warm from the sun and the sandwich was positively decadent.