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Thursday, December 2nd, 2010

There are some people that just do it right. And the folks behind Farm 255 in Athens, Georgia, are definitely some of those people.

Over the past couple months I’ve been blessed to get to spend time with Olivia and Jason (two of “those people”) as well as the food that they are dishing out to the fine people of Georgia. I visited with Olivia when RoadHug filmed its pilot back in August (which is STILL in post production…in case you were wondering…) and I fell in love. Not only with Olivia but also with the restaurant, the passion, the people, the food and the concept. After wrapping (I think that’s what they call it when you finish shooting), I went to Farm Burger, the sister restaurant in Decatur, Georgia, and fell in love a little more.

Then, in October, I went back for some more. A lot more. In fact, I was walking in the door of Farm Burger within an hour of entering the Atlanta area. Even better, I was dragging four starving-college-student-vegetarians with me for my little sister’s birthday. Why would I take vegetarians to a burger joint? Because on top of the delectable grass-fed, sustainably-raised, hormone-free beef, they also serve up a mean quinoa burger. Want to know what else they have? Gluten-free buns…if you are feeling so inclined.

Then, I got the mother lode of love from The Farm (as it is known in Athens). In the couple weeks I spent in Georgia, I dined at Farm 255 not once, but twice AND I got to hang out with Jason, his awesome wife, Laura and their adorable little tot on the current site of Moonshine Meats. I roamed with the cows and played with the piggies…from the 600 lb. mama’s to the day-old piglets. It was a dream come true – to see, in person, what can be achieved when a couple people come together with the single intention of bringing you…me…us…closer to our food. Click below and listen to Olivia tell us how they do it, why they do it and most importantly, what “it” is that they do.

Cricket eats…okay, maybe Darla eats and Cricket sits there and watches…

Wednesday, October 20th, 2010

…but, no, Cricket does eat.

I mean seriously, gas? That stuff ain’t cheap and it’s going somewhere. And oil…after the 10 hour drive from Saluda to Atlanta she required 2 quarts (and, yes, it actually only takes most humans 3 hours to make that trek, but I never claimed Cricket or I were like most humans). And, then with the busted water pump last week she ate up quite a lot of coolant. And, then money…that new water pump cost a pretty penny so yeah, she ate that money up too.

Good thing I love that girl. But, as of last week, everything is all good in the world of Cricket. Her digestive organs are functioning quite well now and she has been taking me all around the Greater Atlanta area so I can fill my stomach like a proper traveling food journalist.

In the last month since I’ve hit the road I’ve had some pretty amazing foods hit my stomach and some pretty interesting thoughts hit my head as a result. And, yes…I just said month…incredible how time flies when you do nothing but travel, eat, cook, interview, write, video edit, eat again, cook some more…well, you get the point.

Here are my thoughts – well, some of them, in a list (because there is nothing I enjoy more than lists…except maybe the ellipses – I’d like to have a love affair with the ellipses):

1. When I hit the road I was thinking “authentic.” You know all those roadside truck stops, messy Mexican restaurants, great big bar burgers, sloppy barbecue…Diners, Drive-ins and Dives style…or Diners, Dives and Drive-ins…or Dives (can anyone out there ever say that name properly?!). In reality, I’m actually much more focused than that. Good news for 1) our waistlines, 2) our organs, 3) our planet and 4) our community (see, I like lists so much that I have lists INSIDE my lists).

2. Although I still like the use of authentic (or you’ll often hear me use “legit” to describe my food…as in “That grass-fed steak and baked sweet potato fries with homemade organic ketchup was legit.”) I find that my version of authentic seems at the surface very limited and you know what, that’s okay.

3. I want more people to eat real food. Actually, in a perfect world I would want everyone to eat real food. Why? Because I’m a perpetual optimist and I want each and every one of you to live long and health-filled lives. And I believe that real food is the answer (well, that and some other healthy lifestyle choices, but we’ll get into that later).

4. Other food wants? 1) I want people to cook and eat at home more – and enjoy the process. 2) I want the USDA Certified Organic labeling to go away…because I want organic to be just plain “normal.” 3) I want you and me to be closer to our food – to know where it comes from, how it was made and who is responsible. Must be nice to want, right?

If this list leaves you with more questions than answers…good. Email me at darla@roadhugusa.com and ask ‘em. Each of these points are to be expanded upon in later posts and maybe, just maybe, I’ll like your question enough to include it (although like any naughty journalist, I’ll probably take credit for it myself).

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Organic is not a dirty word

Friday, October 8th, 2010

I’ve been in Western North Carolina for about 10 days now so why no updates and videos until now? Because this place is freaking amazing! The last thing I wanted to be doing is locking myself away in a dark room with a computer and doing tedious video editing (in reality the room doesn’t have to be dark – that was just for the sake of drama).

When I arrived I was thinking to myself “Self, it’s going to be pret-ty hard to find Darla-approved RoadHug-worthy foods up here in these foothills. Wonder what I’m going to end up eating.”

Well, not to sound too cliche, but boy, was I wrong. Between the towns of Hendersonille, Saluda, Tryon and Asheville, North Carolina and Greenville and Landrum, South Carolina (yeah, see…I’ve been busy damn it) I found a ton of options. A literal ton.

I’ll fill you in on some of my favorites in Asheville as well as a spot I’m trying out tonight in Hendersonville, but right now I’d like to zone in on Saluda (go ahead, zone in on the little A in the pink balloon above).

Saluda is da’ bomb (as the kids say…actually, I think the kids stopped saying that years ago). It’s this tiny little town situated in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains.

Two hours from Knoxville, TN. Three hours from Atlanta, GA. And about five hours from Myrtle Beach.

And when I say tiny, I mean it. There are no street lights in town. No bars (that’s how cool this place is, I could like it even without a local watering hole – a feat if you know me). Main Street consists of four restaurants, a police station, a library (with free wifi – when it’s working) and a general store that has been being remodeled long enough to forget what the original “model” was. And then there’s Manna Cabana. Oh thank heavens for Manna Cabana. (click on the video below to find out what the hell a Manna Cabana is)

To find out more about Manna Cabana or what you can do to support local organic farmers, contact Carol Lynn Jackson at caroljackson@tds.net.