Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe

by Fannie Flagg

Course, she was never the same after that, not until she met Ruth, then she started getting back to her old self.

“Momma looked at us and whispered, ‘Now, children, your sister has a crush, and I don’t want one person to laugh at her. Is that understood?’

Idgie had been drinking a bottle of rotgut rye since six o’clock that morning, and just before the bride said “I do,” everyone in the church was wondering who was outside in the car blowing their horn like that.

She's so crazy i love her

“Momma said, the first time she saw him, ‘Oh look, Idgie, he’s got your hair!’

Everybody had a group to protest and stick up for them. But women were still being called names by men. Why? Where was our group? It’s not fair.