Cleo Threadgood and Evelyn Couch meet in the 1980s in the visitors lounge of an Alabama nursing home and find themselves exchanging confidences that are sometimes only safe to reveal to strangers. Evelyn is middle-aged and falling apart, while Cleo, at age 86, cherishes memories of a lifetime spent in Whistle Stop, the tiny town which flourished in the days of the Great Depression. Most of the town's life centered around its single cafe, whose owners, gentle Ruth and tomboyish Idgie, served up grits and fried green tomatoes to anyone who passed by. Their love for each other (and just about everyone else) survived the Depression, visits from the sheriff, the Ku Klux Klan, a host of hungry hoboes, and a murder.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Alabama
For Alabama, Bonnie suggests the fun-filled Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistlestop Cafe by Fannie Flagg. The little town is located just outside Birmingham, Alabama.
Cleo Threadgood and Evelyn Couch meet in the 1980s in the visitors lounge of an Alabama nursing home and find themselves exchanging confidences that are sometimes only safe to reveal to strangers. Evelyn is middle-aged and falling apart, while Cleo, at age 86, cherishes memories of a lifetime spent in Whistle Stop, the tiny town which flourished in the days of the Great Depression. Most of the town's life centered around its single cafe, whose owners, gentle Ruth and tomboyish Idgie, served up grits and fried green tomatoes to anyone who passed by. Their love for each other (and just about everyone else) survived the Depression, visits from the sheriff, the Ku Klux Klan, a host of hungry hoboes, and a murder.
Cleo Threadgood and Evelyn Couch meet in the 1980s in the visitors lounge of an Alabama nursing home and find themselves exchanging confidences that are sometimes only safe to reveal to strangers. Evelyn is middle-aged and falling apart, while Cleo, at age 86, cherishes memories of a lifetime spent in Whistle Stop, the tiny town which flourished in the days of the Great Depression. Most of the town's life centered around its single cafe, whose owners, gentle Ruth and tomboyish Idgie, served up grits and fried green tomatoes to anyone who passed by. Their love for each other (and just about everyone else) survived the Depression, visits from the sheriff, the Ku Klux Klan, a host of hungry hoboes, and a murder.
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