Saturday, July 26, 2008

Come for the Fried Peanuts, Stay for the Boiled

On the way out to hike some trails at South Mountain earlier today, Erik and I passed a place that sold fried peanuts... I'd never heard of such a thing before, so we vowed to stop and pick some up after the hike.

The fried peanuts weren't the greatest thing in the world (they actually tasted better if you ate the shells, if you can believe it), but when we arrived we discovered they had another special Southern treat: boiled peanuts. I bought one bag of fried peanuts and another bag of boiled, and while the fried peanuts are going to be around for awhile, those boiled peanuts were gone in minutes flat. I love those things...

My eagle-eye spots a sign advertising "fried peanuts" from the road... can you catch it?



4 comments:

Michelle said...

I have to say that one of the upsides to living in the South is that you can find all manner of things fried. Perhaps the fried peanuts would be better wrapped in bacon? Or paired with barbeque?

-DW- said...

I like the way you think Michelle...

jarymane said...

You're my second non-southern friend to blog about the damn peanuts. Sarahsouth did one a while back.

-DW- said...

"About the damn peanuts"? What did the peanuts ever do to you?