Eat Arkansas

Those look like Big Rainbows in front of the red brandywines, and they all apprear to be peeled (the only way to go, IMHO. I guess that's the au naturel part).

My heart has been sufficiently eaten out.

ARK. BLOG: Yes, I should have been clear that it was the tomatoes that were served up in undressed, uncooked glory. I do peel them. My wife insists. I'll take them either way. The hidden reference was to Publisher Al's naked farming column.

Yum, yum yum. You lose some fiber when you take off the peel! Looks like an awesome dinner!

Oh mercy. Those maters look real good. I eat 'em either way - peeled or not, but peeling is so much work. (Yes, I know about the blanching/boiling method - but I like my maters COLD.)

My mamaw made homemade blackberry cobbler yesterday for my mom's b-day. Man, oh, man, it was some kind of good. This particular dessert has started a frequently-used axiom in our family. Once my husband was complaining about all the little blackberry seeds in the cobbler (instead of eating the work of art with love and gratitude) and Mamaw finally said, "You can't chew every one of those little things. Sometimes you just have to let up and swallow."

It's kind of like "don't sweat the small stuff" but I like the southern touch related to blackberries, cobbler, and my Mamaw. So, when folks get upset about things (like changing "Lady Razorbacks" or something . . . ) we might just need to remind them to let up and swallow.