My parents started traveling with my sisters and me when I was three years old and as hard as it is to believe, there are a few things I remember from that first trip along the Skyline Drive and Blue Ridge Parkway.
I remember the tunnels and that my dad beeped the car horn when we were inside to hear the echos. I remember putting my hand outside the window and feeling the drip of the cool condensation from the tunnel ceiling.
And I remember Mabry’s Mill.
I liked the cool water running through the traces and watching the wheel turning. My mom bought some buckwheat pancake mix which we had the next day and I compared it to the standard mix Dad used. Interesting was about the best a 3-year-old can do.
But now, taste buds matured, stone ground meal is amazing! A friend of mine will be making a trip back to her hometown near Greenville, SC and there is an unspoken understanding that she WILL be stopping at Suber’s Corn Mill in Greer. Fresh ground cornmeal makes cornbread that no bag you buy at the supermarket can come near.