I have been daydreaming of getting a Schwinn cruiser with a little basket on the front and taking the kids for a ride to Franklin on a lovely spring day.....
Well, today we decided to walk the 1.3 miles to Frothy Monkey, the local coffee shop in Franklin.
Trouble is, we had to walk about a half mile along a busy two lane road with barely a shoulder before we could get to any sidewalks-- sadly, my basket toting Schwinn daydreams evaporated pretty quickly...
Josh did buy me a moped, but that is for another day....
We did enjoy admiring all of the historic homes on our route. Many of them have plaques out front with the names of the original owner and when they were built. The oldest we saw was the Mordecai-Puryear home which was built in 1830 and badly damaged during the civil war.. a couple are currently going through renovations, two have additions in progress, and another is an ornate Victorian which is being stripped by hand, and will be repainted. It is going to be gorgeous when done. Can't imagine how much it must cost to have people hand sanding down this house.
This beauty could be yours---
for only $890,000..
http://www.franklintnhomesforsaleonline.com/property/1463826/
This was our destination-
The food is not your usual coffee shop fare.
you can check out more about it here-
http://frothymonkey.com/press/the-latest-outpost-of-the-frothy-monkey-is-turning-franklinites-into-believers-southern-exposure/
Gavin and Dylan had waffles with the best locally sourced sausage and bacon, Rowan had an amazing Reuben, and I had a cheese plate with local cheeses, including ( one of my fave Southern treats) Pimento cheese, figs, and new to us- boiled peanuts. Of course this was washed down with some good ol' sweet tea...
We took a stroll down Main Street and went to our new favorite toy store, and found some fun new treasures- a french knitting spool for Dylan, some caps for Rowan's Winchester cap gun, Confederate Kepi's, a toy revolver,and a stunt knife. They had a great time stabbing each other on the way home.
When we were about 1/4 mile from home, we stopped to look at a civil war monument. A SUV drove up and I thought they were lost. They rolled down the window and asked me about Carnton Plantation. I thought they were asking where it was-- well, turns out they were thinking that *we* were walking to Carnton and they were concerned that we had walked all the way from the other historic homes that were battle sites in the area ( they are about 2 miles from Carnton) and they were offering us a ride. Apparently people try and walk between the historic sites, assuming that they are closer than they are-- and the main road that turns into Lewisburg Pike is not well suited for walking.
We came to learn that they actually live about 5 houses down from us, and have kids that are similar ages.
I love the South!
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