How does a word become obsolete? Is it simply that dialects morph over time or do we drop a word in favor of others that roll from the tongue with more grace? I recall a story on NPR when “slacks” was being voted out of the language. I must admit that I wouldn’t be sad to see it go. Pants, trousers, jeans, khakis, capris all hit the mark with greater specificity or at least a more amenable sound. Slacks clamors for attention like an ugly tattoo on an aging beer belly.
I recently became aware of the Scribbler, a (former?) blogger with a knack for finding words that have fallen from the English language. I was captivated by groak. To Groak is to silently watch someone while they are eating, hoping to be invited to join them. Though my investigations revealed little to nothing about the word, the only other place where I find a reference is a Scottish dictionary. From C. M. Maclean Farewell to Tharrus: She groaked a little and tried to lick my chin. “Where’s Laddie?” I whispered to her. She whined and ran off.
When does one groak? The envious mongrel eyeing the greasy mutton on his master’s table? The 5th grader with his daily peanut butter rations looking longingly at the hot-lunch purchase of his peers? A writer, struggling to find her inner farm girl, ogling the poster for an Urban Farm Tour to be held exactly on the day that she’s visiting Atlanta but outside of her action-packed agenda? Yes.
I am here to groak over the Metro Atlanta Tour de Farm. Today and tomorrow is the second annual bicycle tour of Atlanta urban farms which includes chef prepared meals and overnight camping trip at a local farm. Proceeds from the event will benefit Community Farmers Markets and the participating sites.
All of the farms, gardens, and producer sites are vendors or partners of the East Atlanta Village, Grant Park, or Decatur Farmers Markets. Each farm or vendor site represents a unique aspect of local sustainable agriculture, offering a great learning experience for local cyclists, gardeners and foodies. Meals and snacks along the way are sourced from the farms and market vendors and the dinner features a local celebrity chef. Atlanta participants include:
- Decatur Kitchen Garden, a Global Growers Network Garden
- The Decatur Farmers Market
- The Spotted Trotter
- The Little Farm
- 5th Kingdom Mushrooms
- Patchwork City Farm
- Le Tre Lune Farm
- Scharko Farms
- Garrett Gardens
- Cosmos Organic Farm
- Crack in the Sidewalk
- Brightside Farm
- Love is Love Farm at Gaia Gardens
Somewhere along the way, participants may be fortunate enough to indulge in a Georgia peach cobbler. That will leave the groaking up to the rest of us.
- At least 12 ripe Georgia Peaches
- Juice from 2 Lemons
- 2 cups flour
- 2 cups sugar
- 2 heaping tsp baking powder
- 2 eggs, beaten
- 12 Tbs melted butter
- light brown sugar
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Peel and slice peaches. Place into a 9 x 13 glass dish. If peaches aren’t completely ripe, place in a boiler, cover with water and bring to a boil. Once the water boils remove from heat and rinse under cold water. Cover the peaches with the lemon juice and stir completely.
In a separate bowl mix the sugar, flour and baking powder. Add the eggs and continue mixing all ingredients with a fork. The mixture will be dry and lumpy but continue mixing for several minutes until crumbly. Sprinkle the mixture over the peaches. Drizzle the melted butter over the cobbler.
In a small bowl mix together one part brown sugar and one part cinnamon. Sprinkle the mixture over the cobbler.
Bake for 30 to 45 minutes or until the crust is golden brown. The sauce will thicken as the cobbler cools.