I made my first trip to Alabama when I was barely toddling and I have returned every few years since. Rarely have I made a trip where my Mother was not one of my travel companions. I do not recall a single trip with Mom when we did not make at least one stop at a small nut shop on the Alabama Highway just outside Brundidge.
For my Mother, no trip to her home state would be complete without a large bag of boiled peanuts to munch along the way. Mother really likes boiled peanuts and they are not available here in Missouri. But, I believe there was a more important reason for stopping to make that purchase each trip. Besides being a rare treat and a trip down memory lane, I believe, those peanuts were the comfort food that helped her get through a very emotional and always stressful visit with the family she left behind in 1944. She had decided to marry a handsome sailor who was a Yankee and Catholic. Her family did not approve of his political loyalty or his religion, but love won out and she moved with him to his home state of Missouri.
My entry for this Ruby Tuesday is a photo of the little nut shop taken last December when we took my Mother to celebrate the ninetieth birthday of her oldest sister.
To read more on my visits south check out this post titled "The Home Place" here.
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