As an expatriate Southerner, I am amused and delighted to visit the South.
I am amused because as a girl growing up on the beaches of Florida, I could hardly wait to get out of town. It was such a boring place in my teenage mind! Sometimes we have to search far and away to find what we are looking for even it is down the street in our hometown.
I am delighted because I love the people and the manners. When I boarded Delta last spring hoping to arrive before my brother’s death I was upset. The flight attendant took one look at me, put her arms around me and within a moment, I was home. I had that same familiar feeling of being home this morning as I sipped coffee in a mug from Lyons Coffee Roasters in The Shoals, Alabama. In Portland we take our coffee seriously and insist that our roasters are the best. I have to say that this cup of Ethiopian Banko from Lyons Coffee Roasters is really good.
Drinking the coffee made me think of my son and his wife who moved to Alabama a couple of years ago. I had never heard of The Shoals until I saw the wonderful documentary “Muscle Shoals”. “Tuneful documentary chronicles the musical legacy of Muscle Shoals, Ala. home of Fame Studios where top musicians have flocked for decades.” on Netflix.
In a few weeks, I will be there to spend time with them, see their new home and enjoy the area. I will probably do some more shopping at Billy Reid where I found a great jacket on my first visit. This cup of coffee from Muscle Shoals is my version of Proust’s madeleine evoking sweet thoughts and increasing my anticipation for the trip.
Sweet Home Alabama….