Sunday, August 28, 2011


I can't believe it's time for muscadines and scuppernongs again!

On our way home from the beach recently, we passed vineyards on both sides of the road along with homemade signs saying muscadines for sale 1500 feet on the left, then 1000 feet, and so on. Sure enough there was a teeny, tiny roadside stand.

One of my favorite childhood memories is of my father holding me up to pick scuppernongs and teaching me how to eat them. My guy, bless him, pulled in without hesitation when I yelped, and I bought a couple of pounds of the black muscadines.They were wonderful. Just finished them. Wish I had more.

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