One of my dad's former patients has just-dug creamer potatoes that are shiny, firm, and just bigger than a golf ball. We are too late for the field peas (pink eye peas) because the drought supplies are tight, but our man at Sun Up Produce says he'll save us some for tomorrow. We do snag a couple of bushels of just-picked and shelled baby butter beans -- some Yankees call these limas. We tear back the corn husks and take a bite -- oh so sweet and juicy -- so we buy a couple of bushels. The tomatoes really are not so good -- the tropical depression that dumped some much-needed rain on Southwest Alabama, South Georgia and North Florida followed by 100° heat is the perfect storm for producing below-par tomatoes. But on the bright side we scored six boxes of just-picked peaches, four of which are Southern Pearl white peaches, and the aroma is transcendental. Bellinis on the menu for the first time this year!
As Dolester and I return and unload, I start to retool the menu and incorporate all these vegetable marvels and showcase our farmers' hard work and perseverance.

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