Stone Ground Meal


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.

I remember how there was at least one turn in the road to move up or down the mountain that my mom called a pig’s tail.

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. 

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6 Responses to Stone Ground Meal

  1. Eric Murtaugh says:

    Looks like a fun drive with some interesting engineering feats! Is that the only pig’s tail curve on the route?

  2. Gunta says:

    Amazing you can remember back to when you were that young. My memory is somewhat akin to your sense of smell…. ;)

  3. Malou says:

    Great post! I love the circular road and the water mill. I love trips to places like this. ;-)

    • The road is a linear national park….generally following the tops of the Appalachian Mountains from just south and west of Washington, DC to the Great Smokey’s National Park. Beautiful countryside and for most people, the only way they actually enter the mountains.

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