Fried green tomatoes at the whistle stop café....

Fried green tomatoes at the whistle stop café. Fried green tomatoes in the cafe "Stop". Life-long name. The history of one tiny American town for several eras: 30s, 60s, 80s. Several streets, one hairdresser, one post office, one cafe and the railway. It would seem that nothing happens here, everyone knows each other, the same days follow each other, generations change. However, the course of life is charming here. Someone's laughter, crying, talking in the yard and in the kitchen, the noise of the train, the clinking of dishes, the rustle of foliage, the rustling of gravel under the wheels of a truck, music and many, many memories. Something from that feeling when you come across a cardboard box hidden deep in the closet, and there are a lot of trinkets from childhood. Then time flows back, jumps from year to year, changing the chronology, grabs hold of one memory while you live it, your eyes grab something else from the pile of “junk” and so on, you jump over years and people and events. Approximately such a canvas of narration in this book. Patchwork. One of these days in the next list of films of the selection #adme or # the poster came across a film of the same name of 1991 release. I did not know about the existence of a film adaptation. Will I go watch ???? UPD: everything was transferred to the cinema. The outrage did not allow to inspect. #friedgreen tomatoes #friedgreentomatos #rhein #cologne # köln #germany #books #books #love #love books