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Teeny Tiny Pieces of Asheville

Published 10/10/2009 by Jane

After a long drive last night, and a good night’s sleep, we awakened in Asheville this morning, ready to soak up all the unique gifts of this town. We’re staying at our ‘in-town’ place….of-course we have our ‘place in the mountains’, too. Not really ours, but we enjoy them both as if they were.

Frank had been anticipating Early Girl strawberry-banana pancakes for weeks, maybe months…but they weren’t on the specials board this morning.  We both ordered omelets, mine was a black bean omlet, and to be honest, I was so busy enjoying mine, that I’m not sure which omelet he ordered.  I know that they were both delicious, along with fresh sliced tomatoes, bacon, sour cream, and fried potatoes. The food was incredible, the girls who took exceptional care of us were great, and as always, a bit quirky. What a fun place to enjoy local, organic food! http://www.earlygirleatery.com/

I grabbed an industrial-sized spoon, which serves as a keychain for the restroom key, from the hook.  As I walked down the hallway toward the restroom to rinse the fresh blackberry jam from my fingertips, I stopped to read an article which was posted on the wall, about our waitress. As I stood reading, the spoon, now dangling as I held the key in my hand, began to spin clockwise…I drink in the life-energy of this place.
We were also in search of some fresh veggies, so we asked the hostess who was giving coffee refills where to find the farmers market. “Which one?”, she asked. She happily directed us to the best places to find local organic produce, and even wrote down driving directions for us on orange sticky notes…. precious.
The city farmers market was a sensory haven. The produce fresh and colorful, the people warm and friendly…full of smiles, a bluegrass band played at the far end of the market. The smells of salmon and sausage samples floated through the morning air as a light rain began to fall, cooling our skin….dampening our sweatshirts and invigorating our spirits.
http://www.asapconnections.org/citymarket.html
So we are back in our little studio apartment home away from home now….resting up before we head out to visit a local artist….an artist who will probably never know how profoundly he has changed our lives.  More about Jonas another time.

Do you know of neat places I can add to my list to visit, eat, browse in Asheville?

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