Even though I live in North Carolina I enjoy going home to South Carolina where I grew up. I go to see the part of my family who still lives there about every 6-8 weeks,(that of course was before the Covid-19 virus.) When I could, I scheduled a trip to SC during peach season. I usually bought one half of a peck to share with my family and friends here at my home in North Carolina.
After returning from one of these trips, I was eager to share my home state’s amazing peaches and enjoyed seeing the faces of my family and friends as they savored the juicy, peachy goodness.
After one such trip I was loaded with a good supply of peaches. When I returned My oldest son had a friend visiting. Now I was always taught to be a good hostess: to offer food or drink to a guest. I figured he had never had the pleasure of tasting SC, juicy, wonderful peaches. So I asked if he would like one.
“Oh… no thank you Mrs. Estes.”
I figured he didn’t want to “put me out” (Southern(?) expression for “inconvenience”). So I waited a little while and told him if he wanted to try one I would peel and cut a slice for him.
“Oh, that’s nice of you but no thank you.”
Perceiving his reticence as extreme politeness I prepared a couple of peaches for myself (and whoever else might want one) and offered him one last chance to enjoy even a taste of a wonderful succulent, sweet South Carolina peach. After all who could resist a South Carolina peach??!!
“No, that’s okay. I appreciate the offer.”
Okay, his loss, my gain. (lol!) None for him, more for me! I didn’t pester him any more.
Later my son came for another visit and told me that his friend had shared our encounter and my peach offerings with his other roommates. The friend said, “She was like Betty Crocker on acid!”
Somehow this story got around to my son’s other friends and I had a reputation….for offering peaches, water, or food to anyone who comes to my house. At least I have buckets of Southern Hospitality when company comes!
But I still wonder if that nickname is remembered by the other people in my son’s group. Oh, well I bet he will regret someday not at least trying one bite of my South Carolina Peaches!!