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I was, after all, trying to save a little room for some peanut butter ice cream, which is sold at Carter’s former peanut warehouse.
Today, the building houses a tourist shop where visitors can buy T-shirts in various colors featuring a goofy-looking goober and the saying: “Went nuts in Plains, Ga.” I didn’t get one, but I did buy ice cream and, inexplicably, a cup of boiled peanuts ladled from a simmering pot, then left the store double-fisting my snacks.
While driving through southwest Georgia last fall, I stopped the car by a cotton field full of scraggly plants, a crop loaded with historical significance.
But that wasn’t the day’s main agricultural attraction.
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That, of course, was the administration of President Jimmy Carter, the erstwhile peanut farmer from Plains, Ga., who burst onto the national political stage in 1976, wooing the electorate with born-again, can-do spirit.Basically I decided to settle with a nice,good lov.. I've signed up prior to this site and found out ther..I am a fun loving woman who enjoys, great food, cooking, traveling, yoga, bike riding, hiking, musumes, concerts, dancing, documentaries and pretty much anything outdoors. The farm is not in Plains, but in what was once a small and impoverished African American community called Archery, where Carter, who grew up in a relatively progressive family, formed friendships with black playmates and where abandoned buildings stand empty today. C., I used to live there,” Carter stated matter-of-factly, and the room erupted with laughter.During the same era, young Carter sold boiled peanuts — soft like chickpeas, with a salty flavor similar to that of canned green beans — in town for five cents a bag. We hung on his every word, still amazed at our luck at having an audience with this man of such power and palpable goodwill.In a convenience store parking lot, there’s even a 13-foot grinning peanut that vaguely resembles the president and rivals Carter as Plains’ best prop for group shots and selfies.I arrived at Carter’s childhood farm after the close of business and before dusk, when a rural stillness permeated every aspect of the place.That said, the weekend’s gold standard for good seemed to rest with the calm and simple decency of a man who spends his Sunday mornings spreading a message of love and kindness. The inn's seven suites are themed by decade (1920 through 1980) and decorated with furnishings from each era. Graze through an infinitesimal variety of peanut products and pick up a "Went nuts in Plains, Georgia" T-shirt at this downtown gift shop, where the peanut butter ice cream is famous and the boiled peanuts are warm and salty.Boiled peanuts start at , T-shirts cost .99, and souvenirs start at .Faint Southern voices murmured in the dark as a member of the Secret Service walked a dog beneath a row of pecan trees. We filtered past a Secret Service checkpoint and found our spots in the pews. The folks at Maranatha Baptist recommended one of the town’s main eateries, the Cafeteria, which has since closed but represented a type of restaurant found throughout small towns in the region.Soon after daybreak, we lined up on the church lawn based on our numbers. After church officials gave an orientation, Carter finally emerged, plain as day, with a cheerful “Good morning, everybody.” Framed against the church’s mint-green walls and treading its moss-colored carpeting, Carter, who wore a sports jacket and bolo tie with a turquoise medallion, began by asking the assembled where we were from. Most of the congregation arrived before me and raided the place of its fried chicken, leaving me with meatloaf.