Peanuts and FROG Jam
Apr 25, 2009
|A fine day’s drive through central Georgia - Saturday, April 25
Our next destination is Atlanta but we decided to break up the 300 mile trip into a two day drive. We haven’t seen central Georgia yet and we didn’t want to have to hurry. This turned out to be a good decision. We started by getting out of Waycross.
Waycross, Georgia is a rail hub and lots of transcontinental trains originate here. In fact Waycross is the largest rail center of its type in the nation. Leaving it we paralleled and crossed a lot of track. Despite all the rail activity Waycross is a clean and attractive modern town. We enjoyed our stay here. People we met were friendly and polite, and their friendliness was warm and sincere.
Our drive continued for 200 miles, taking us mostly north and a little west. Most of the time we followed Highway 441, a good road that goes right through the heart of the state. Towns we passed were small and their names were unfamiliar to us. Douglas, McRae, Dublin and Milledgeville. Signs proclaim Highway 441 to be ‘Georgia’s High Tech Corridor’, but all we saw were onion and peanut fields. And that was high enough tech for us.
When possible we like to pick up our produce at roadside stands, but too often we’re past them before we see them. On 441, however, there is a stand that does not intend to be missed. There are signs that announce it for a mile in both directions. Signs that advertise Peanuts and Vidalia Onions to be sure, but that alert you to the fact that they also sell FROG Jam and Butt Burner Hot Sauce!
We edged off the road as far as we could, and we went in to see what they had. Twenty minutes later we returned to our rig, loaded down with two sacks of potatoes - one red and one sweet, a single Vidalia onion that weighed over a pound, a four pound sack of Georgia peanuts, a bag of pecan brittle, a bottle of Vidalia Onion Slow Burn Peach Hot Sauce, and a bottle of FROG Jam.
Most of the stuff is self explanatory, but ‘What’ you may ask ‘is FROG Jam?’ Well, it’s a good looking concoction made up of Figs, Raspberries, Oranges and Ginger. Aside from the fact that the woman behind the counter assured us it is really really good, it sounded good - so we bought some. At this writing we haven’t tasted it yet, but maybe tomorrow for breakfast. French toast with Georgia FROG Jam? Sounds good to me!
As for the pecan brittle, we had to dip into that. It just didn’t seem right not to. It got us to Milledgeville, where we passed up a Georgia Power Company campground right in town in favor of another of their campgrounds farther down the road. We finally arrived at Lawrence Shoals, a Georgia Power Company campground outside of Eatonton on Lake Oconee. We scored a beautiful campsite for sixteen dollars, so we opened our peanuts and settled in for the night.
Georgia is growing on us big time, and that’s a lot to say for this Yankee boy who never thought he could like the south. Now I have to make exceptions for Alabama and Georgia. What’s next - Mississippi?