After we had a nice visit and birthday lunch
in Greensboro on Tuesday with Middle Hawthorne,
Mr. Hawthorne dropped me off in Danville
for a lovely visit with Mama Hawthorne
and my dear friend Maxine,
while he went on to Bassett and Collinsville
to see his family.
This morning,
we headed back home
to the Outer Banks.
Just mere miles out of town,
we started having car troubles.
Mr. H. would put on the gas,
the tach would rev up,
but, alas, no acceleration.
Uh oh.
We are only 5 hours away from home
and this does not bode well.
We go to Yanceyville
and stopped, as usual, at Yoder's Market,
where Mr. Hawthorne stocked up
on their delicious butter,
homemade sausage, corn salsa,
and pickled beets.
And I bought several copies
of the Caswell Messenger
because YOU-KNOW-WHO
had a write up!
Here's an EDIT.
On 01/06/09.
Xmaskatie just informed me
that the Caswell Messenger
offers their past stories
for $5 a pop.
Highway Robbery!
Who's gonna pay that in Caswell County?
Or anywhere?
So's, I'm offering the article here:
(I scanned my pics and sent them to myself.)
Since we were having car problems,
the ever-so-nice lady at the register
at Yoder's
gave us directions
to Caswell Tire Company.
The nice folks there immediately
took the truck for a test drive
and naturally, it didn't do what it had been doing
for the past 12 miles.
We don't know whether
that's a good thing
or a bad thing.
But they didn't charge us anything,
so, thank you very much, Caswell Tire.
After leaving Caswell Tire,
we stopped at the offices of
the Caswell Messenger
so I could personally thank Angela
for the nice article she wrote about me.
Thank you again, Angela.
I appreciate your efforts.
The Caswell County Courthouse
is right near the Caswell Messenger office,
so I figured I had to shoot pictures of that.
While I was shooting,
a lady was walking across the street
and generously offered to turn
the Christmas lights on for me.
Seeing how I was shooting into the sun,
it really wouldn't have worked,
but I thought it was an
extremely nice gesture.
All in all, Yanceyville, NC,
is a wonderful town
with some of the friendliest, nicest,
and most helpful
people I've ever met.
Again, I'd like to offer my thanks and appreciation
to the nice lady at Yoder's
for her directions,
to the folks at Caswell Tire Company
for their help,
to the random lady crossing the Caswell Square
for offering to turn on the lights
for a complete stranger,
and to Angela at the Caswell Messenger
for affording me my 15 minutes.
This, my friends, is Yoder's Market.
Every time Mr. Hawthorne and I visit Danville,
we always stop at Yoder's Amish Market
on our way home.
This is a market unlike any
you've ever visited.
Spices line the right wall.
All types of jellies, jams, and flours
can be found.
You can find stuff here
you can't find anywhere else,
except maybe online.
I also found xanthum gum,
which I may buy next time I go.
Don't know what to do with it,
but I'm sure
my Alinea cookbook will have a use for it.
After visiting Yoder's Market,
we took a bit of a detour
so I could take pictures of the purple house.
This purple house is the Yancey House,
built in 1810 by Bartlett Yancey,
a local and state politician.
Today it houses the Yancey House Restaurant.
We will definitely make a point
to stop and eat there
one of these days.
A trip to Yanceyville would not be complete
without a visit to the Caswell County Courthouse,
which was completed in 1810.
In front of the courthouse,
is the Confederate Memorial.
I'd like to include more
of the history of this lovely town,
and perhaps one day I will,
maybe even going into the story
of Chicken Stephens,
which I'm not saying
Mama Hawthorne's
family
had anything to do with ...
but I just wanted to get this post
out as soon as I could.
P.S. Angela!
Are you salivating?
