annie, jen, leslie et al
Thursday, July 12, 2012 at 6:24PM Mrs. G. Mrs. G. had the good fortune of staying with three different derfs each of her nights in Charlottesville Virginia. They were all longtime readers and especially special to Mrs. G., so she was grateful to have one on one, intimate time with all of these women.
The first woman she stayed with was ~Annie. She is the cutie on the far right with the ponytail and glasses. She is hanging with (from left to right) the elusive Suburban Correspondent, sweet Janet (Not Beehive), and the fetching Patience.
Carol is standing by ~Annie and Patience and talking about Mother Mary knows what with Leslie. Leslie looks pretty interested though, doesn't she?
There was food and more food and even more food. And it was all good.
Patience made what she called caramelized bacon and what Mrs. G. called Fifty Shades of Pork Sex in a Bowl. You can find the recipe here. If you are currently without a romantic partner, keep this stuff around and you will not give a tinker's dam. This stuff fulfills needs, real needs, people.
Jen, hugger and hostess extraordinaire on night two, and her darling, hospitable husband Pete.
Dinner time.
Dessert time.
More dessert, courtesy of Carol.
Derf chat covered everthing from baking to blogging to kids to Tom Cruise to smutty books to you don't even want to know.
Night number three was spent with Leslie and her husband John. Leslie grew these veggies in her garden and bought the juniper berried elixir from the Watch Your Troubles or Your Marriage or Liver Melt Away Store.
Leslie took Mrs. G. on a brief tour of her farming community. This local spot sells a little bit of everything.
Including the peach cider donuts mentioned earlier.
And, of course, plain old, luscious peaches.
And mutant peaches.
And juicy plums.
Then Leslie and Mrs. G. took Johnny on a tour. This is Mrs. G's ode to the Bloggess. If you haven't read her book, what are you, as Jenny Lawson would say, fucking waiting for. Get to your local book store fucking yesterday and buy the fucker or Jenny's going to eat your fucking baby.
Johnny visited the local convent where the nuns make gouda cheese. Hi Leslie. We can see you. There were no nuns around hurt during the taking of this photo.
Johnny drove the tractor in Leslie's apple orchard.
He hopped on the old tire swing.
This is Leslie and John on their wedding day. John is a surgeon and, yet, still has great sense of humor.
This is Leslie and John a frillion years later. They're good people and Mrs. G. is honored to have stayed with them.
Thank you times three, ladies! Each night, like you, was special.
Reader Comments (19)
It is good that there weren't any nuns in sight when Johnny was there. It is quite likely that he could make a nun reconsider her vows...
Great review of Charlottesville and the Virginia Derfs!
I still want a picture of the triple chocolate cookies at Gary's, but those peach cider donuts will do quite nicely. Yes, quite nicely indeed. I need to find that place next time I am in Charlottesville.
I do not know of these donuts and I will spend hours wondering why I have never(Leslie) ever had one. I fear the sister is holding out on me.
Your other host look grand and fun but I know that Leslie and John are some good host with good hearts, and they can beat you in any card game ever know to man, you are warned.
I keep wondering how your trip can get any better and then it does.
Lobster, your daughter, Ms. G and now on to Gary... good lord what a trip.
Knock, Knock....
Hugs Galore
Mouthwatering! And Gary's already posted pictures of his baking! He is prepared!
I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO happy you were able to swing through Virginia on your tour and honored that you stayed a night with me.
<3
Dear Mrs. G, we were honored to host you and I was delighted to meet some additional Derfs. Thanks again Jenontheedge for a fabulous dinner and to all the other Derfs who attended for great treats, great conversation and an insight into the woman who stalks Belmont Park. I may have to go stalk her just to see her hairdo. Not Beehive...best name ever.
Are they as good as the apple cider doughnuts you can get at a local orchard bakery here? You can only get them in the Fall and they're worth the drive!
I love how Johnny has joined the Derf Tour! Be sure to set him up schmoozing with Gigantic Kitty in the car at rest stops and let us know what happens!
On to Gary's! I'll be thinking wistfully of you all - raise a glass (or two or maybe six) of wine for me!!
I can't imagine that group of women being UNawesome.
ahhh, I have such fond memories of Charlottesville :-) Glad you got to stop by there for a bit.
Mmm, peach cider donuts! All these mouth-watering pictures are making me so hungry this morning.
Johnny sure does get around, eh?
Frillion. My new favorite word.
It was great meeting y'all! And that stuff about the bacon? Absolutely true. I mean, why else am I sitting at that counter with my head back and eyes closed like that?
Johnny at the convent cracks me up. Roll on, Mrs. G!
I'm so happy and excited for you, Mrs. G. All of these stops are so fun and filled with such amazing folk - what a wonderful community you have built!
Also? I am soooo trying Sex in a Bowl.
It was such a fun night. I'm so glad you made Charlottesville a stop on your tour.
If I had known that you were in peach country, I would have asked you to bring some north! The peaches we get are never very good...the only true peach I've tasted was from the Charlottesville area.
I am trying the bacon recipe this weekend!
What a great time you had with new/old friends!
Wish I was there.
Good think I was alone in the office when I read this - I was hysterical over the "knock, knock" following the mutant peaches. I can't peak in on your posts at work anymore.
this is every kind of awesome, thanks for sharing ... and the carmelized bacon?? the drool is puddling on my lap ...
That looks amazing - all of it. I'm surprised you didn't just stay there for two weeks as I totally would have. See you soon in Minneapolis!