Fried Green Tomatoes

Well, I can officially say that I am ready for fall. Trevor got up Saturday morning and walked around the block to our local farmer's market to see what kind of fresh summer produce caught his eye. He came home with some fresh squash and a variety of tomatoes. Not being your typical fourteen year old, he actually had a great time striking up conversations with the old farmers and their wives. I think they gave him most of what he brought home for free... they were just thrilled to see a young face.
Last night, I decided to fry some green tomatoes. I had been craving them since I was in South Carolina at Fort Jackson and saw them on the menus at several restraunts there. I set up the electric skillet outside under the carport... definitely didn't want the smell lingering in my house! Scott shook them in a ziploc bag full of flour and we fried them to our hearts' content! Ahhh, fried green tomoatoes and sweet tea... summertime in the South! It was delicious, and I have had my fill until next year!
Now, I am officially ready to hear the drums of the high school band as they play at the Friday night football games. And, I will gladly put away the fried green tomatoes for the smell of funnel cakes at the county fair. I see another ten pounds coming on...