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Bringing back the Sunday Drive…

May 7, 2015 By Talya Tate Boerner

bringing back the sunday drive

Last Sunday, we went for an afternoon drive. A Sunday drive. I’ve heard this was once a thing. Back when Sunday activities were devoted only to church services and resting for the week ahead, the family packed up the Ford and set off for a pleasant drive through the countryside. Not a road trip. Not an errand. There was no particular agenda other than to spend time together enjoying what the day would bring. In our crazy, busy lives, I think we should bring back the Sunday Drive. It should be an official thing again.

Like Sunday pot roast. That should be a thing again, too.

I’ve been thinking about what makes a good Sunday drive. A specific destination isn’t a requirement. But good music on the radio and plenty of warm sunshine adds to the pleasure. And maybe there’s food. A stop at a roadside diner or a picnic lunch? Okay so maybe this idyllic plan isn’t realistic for every weekend, but once a month? Definitely!

Our recent Sunday drive included a visit to Chotkowski Gardens, which is an incredible peony farm. With over 800 herbaceous varieties and 200 tree varieties, Henry Chotkowski’s farm is bursting with peak-season peony blooms. (Herbaceous means the plants have non-woody stems that die back at the end of the growing season. Tree means, well, more like a shrub.)

Pink. Red. White. Yellow. Apricot. Lavender. A three-acre field of perfume.

peony farm

Chotkowski Gardens, 16142 Pin Oak Rd, Fayetteville, Ar

 

Typically, Chotkowski sells peonies in the spring. Customers walk through the gardens, choose a peony to buy (how on earth, I’m not sure) and pick up rootstock later in the fall for planting. Unfortunately for us, this year his peonies aren’t for sale. For reasons I’m not completely clear on, he’s taking the year off… Waaah! He promised me that he will be selling again next year.

Boy, there’s nothing like being unable to buy one, that reallyreallyreally makes me want one… availability/desirability…there may be something to that.

peony farm on a Sunday drive

These pictures do NOT do justice to the up close and personal blooms.

beautiful peonies

This red beauty (below) was one of my favorites.

red peonies

This gorgeous yellow peony looks like tissue paper.

yellow peony

I honestly thought I would remember the names of these peonies. Ha.

white peonies, Sunday Drive

The truck in the picture below is the perfect reason to go on a Sunday Drive. You never know what treasures you will find along the way. Treasures within treasures.

old truck at the peony farm, near Fayetteville Ar

Peonies in the background…

Old truck at the peony farm. The things you see while on a Sunday drive:)

If you live in Northwest Arkansas and are looking for the perfect Sunday drive, Chotkowski Gardens is open from 1:00 to 5:00 each afternoon during season (beginning of April through end of May). Even though you can’t buy this year, it’s worth the short drive from Fayetteville for the simple pleasure of strolling through and admiring the beauty.

And guess what? Mother’s Day is 3 days away! Chotkowski Gardens hosts a Mother’s Day Open House annually which includes displays of cut flowers, a bit of peony history and more. This year’s event is Sunday, May 10, 1:00 – 4:00. Read more about this year’s event HERE.

Grace Grits and Gardening

Farm. Food. Garden. Life.

[tweetthis]Who wants to go for a Sunday drive with me? #MakingMemories #SundayDrive #WeeklyVenture [/tweetthis]

Musical Pairing:

Groovin’, The Young Rascals

 

Paula Deen’s Family Kitchen (and John!)

May 4, 2015 By Talya Tate Boerner

John B and Paula Deen

Hey y’all. This is a true story. While I was slaving away at Dairy Hollow making edits to the book I WILL finish, my husband was hobnobbing with the one and only Paula Deen. (How adorable is she?!) Yes, John was on a business trip, and yes, he was invited to the grand opening of Paula Deen’s Family Kitchen, her newest restaurant located at the Island in Pigeon Forge. That’s in Tennessee.

Paula Deen's Family Kitchen

She served him fried green tomatoes. I’ve been training John to take pictures of his food. Ahem, I believe there’s only one tomato left on this plate.

Paula Deed and her fried green tomatoes

What’s left of Grandmama Paul’s Fried Green Tomatoes…

 

And that last tomato? It went into co-worker Roddy’s mouth.

Roddy with Paula Deen

He did better with this picture. If I know John, he ordered double collards.

Paula Deen's Family Kitchen - what John got

I’m not gonna lie, I was a little (a lot) jealous to miss this opportunity (not that I was actually invited, but I don’t know why a blogger wouldn’t be invited to document every business trip).

John returned bearing gifts—an autographed Hey Y’all t-shirt and apron!

Paula Deen autographed apron

I plan to be at Paula Deen’s next grand opening, if I have to stow away. Fair warning, y’all.

(And not that I need one, but I love an excuse to say y’all.)

Grace Grits and Gardening

Farm. Food. Garden. Life.

[tweetthis]That time my husband hung out with @Paula_Deen and all I got was an apron. #PaulaDeensFamilyKitchen @My_PigeonForge[/tweetthis]

P.S. I’m not sure if this clip is the exact fried green tomato recipe served at Paula Deen’s Family Kitchen, but it sounds and looks delicious.

And Paula, I can make fried green tomatoes too:)) Shameless plug, I know.

Fried Green Tomato Recipe

Fried Green Tomato Recipe

Musical Pairing:

Zac Brown Band & Jimmy Buffett, Chicken Fried

The Writers’ Colony at Dairy Hollow: a special place!

May 2, 2015 By Talya Tate Boerner

The Writer's Colony at Dairy Hollow, Eureka Springs

Have you missed me? I just returned from my fifth residency at The Writers’ Colony at Dairy Hollow, and I feel compelled to give my testimony. Dairy Hollow is the place I write best. Edits are accomplished. Ideas appear. Words flow straight out of my brain and onto my Mac while my fingers move as though I’m playing a song on the piano. (Chopsticks, to be specific, and we writers are all about specific.)  After five visits, I realize there are (at least) five reasons for this productivity. And the reasons work together, a sum-of-the-parts sort of thing, if you know what I mean.

Know what I mean?

1. Setting. Dairy Hollow’s sole purpose is for creating. As a writer or artist or chef or architect or musician or photographer or WhoAmILeavingOut?, you will have nothing to do other than write. No kids, no spouse, no dogs, no chores, no job, no television. Each room includes a bedroom, private bath, and writing space. Some have mini-kitchens. All have wi-fi, coffee pots and wooded views. What more, pray tell, could one possibly need?

Dairy Hollow, Eureka Springs, Ar

The “505” Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired house; stunning views; a place to write; Dorothy Johnson and Pat Laster critiquing.

 

Located in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, Dairy Hollow is nestled in the Ozark Mountains at the end of Spring Street. And yes, there’s a hollow just below the bend in the road. (Or a ‘holler’, if you’re an Arkansawyer.) Eureka Springs is unique and quirky, a town of twisty roads, steep stairs, and an estimated fifty-six miles of stone walls, most constructed by stonemasons between 1885 and 1910. Take a writing break and go for a hike. Explore. There’s so much to see. Every crack and crevice sprouts a seed. No matter the season, something will be blooming. You may get lost in the woods, but when you find yourself, you will be inspired.

Eureka Springs, Ar

Stone wall; birdhouse; Fall woods; Spring blooms.

 

2. Synergy. There’s a quiet energy at Dairy Hollow, a palpable, impossible-to-duplicate-at-home energy. Simply being around other writers helps me write. It’s that simple.

3. Schedule. There is no schedule (other than 6 pm supper). That’s the beauty of Dairy Hollow.

4. Food. At the end of a full writer-y day, residents gather in the communal dining room to enjoy a fantastic dinner prepared by Chef Jana (pronounced Yanna). Meals are creative, delicious, and plentiful. (They lean on the vegetarian/healthy side, although on my last night, she served us OMG fried chicken.) For breakfast and lunch, writers in residence have 24-hour access to the well-stocked kitchen (plus all those yummy leftovers). A writer could easily hole up and survive quite well at Dairy Hollow without ever stepping foot in a grocery store or restaurant. Amen to that.

Dairy Hollow fried chicken

5. Connections. During my past five stays, I have met interesting, accomplished people from across the U.S. and Canada. People from all walks of life. Many have become personal friends. All have touched me in some way.

Friends and Wine-Thirty

Enjoying wine-thirty.

 

Dairy Hollow should come with a warning. At some point when you must pack your bags and head home, severe withdrawals will set in. The greatest shock comes at that first stomach grumble and you realize if you want to eat again, you must cook supper or order pizza or fetch takeout for yourself. That’s a major bummer especially when you know back in the woods of Dairy Hollow, Chef Jana is whipping up another fabulous meal for a new lucky group of residents.

To apply for residency or for more information, visit Dairy Hollow at www.writerscolony.org.

Grace Grits and Gardening

Farm. Food. Garden. Life.

[tweetthis]Simply being around other writers helps me #write. #TheWritersColony #DairyHollow @Eureka_Springs @ARTourism [/tweetthis]

It is spring in the Ozark Mountains. The yellow flowers are blooming and the birds wake me at dawn and last night five planets lined up by the moon in the western sky. If that doesn’t inspire me to poetry what will? 
― Ellen Gilchrist

Musical Pairing:

The Dixie Bee Liners, Down on the Crooked Road

 

 

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Hi! I'm Talya Tate Boerner. Writer, Reader, Arkansas Master Naturalist / Master Gardener, Author of

THE ACCIDENTAL SALVATION OF GRACIE LEE (2016)

GENE, EVERYWHERE: a life-changing visit from my father-in-law (2020)

BERNICE RUNS AWAY (2022)

THE THIRD ACT OF THEO GRUENE (coming 2025)

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