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I’m sharing another riddle from “Way Down Yonder on Troublesome Creek Appalachian Riddles & Rusties” by James Still.

“A host of eyes buried deep.
Eyes staring yet cannot peep,
Eyes that never close in sleep;
And oh! the cruel, cruel hand
Gouging the eyes into a pan.”

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The last riddle I shared was from “Way Down Yonder on Troublesome Creek Appalachian Riddles & Rusties” by James Still. I don’t think anyone got this one, the answer was a flea.

“It’ll bite you. But if you know its name, you’ll understand what to do the next occasion you meet.”

Tipper

canning jars full of food

Come cook with me!

MOUNTAIN FLAVORS – TRADITIONAL APPALACHIAN COOKING
Location: John C. Campbell Folk School – Brasstown, NC
Date: Sunday, August 23 – Saturday, August 29, 2020
Instructors: Carolyn Anderson, Tipper Pressley

Experience the traditional Appalachian method of cooking, putting up, and preserving the bounty from nature’s garden. Receive hands-on training to make and process a variety of jellies, jams, and pickles for winter eating. You’ll also learn the importance of dessert in Appalachian culture and discover how to easily make the fanciest of traditional cakes. Completing this week of cultural foods, a day of bread making will produce biscuits and cornbread. All levels welcome.

Along with all that goodness Carolyn and I have planned a couple of field trips to allow students to see how local folks produce food for their families. The Folk School offers scholarships you can go here to find out more about them. For the rest of the class details go here.

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13 Comments

  1. i got riddle 22 quick potato (eyes) a buried memory came up of my granny telling me & my cousin this riddleong ago

  2. Potatoes. Always one to overthink, I wonder what else has eyes! Also a sweet potato, which I have grown by making cuttings from those beautiful eyes after elevating the potato with toothpicks in a glass of water.

  3. I agree with rhe first three – potatoes.

    I found a few holdovers the other day when turning the garden. It’s fun to find them, a buried treasure. But I will nor be planting any this year. Saving the room for other things.

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