This month we’re digging into our archives to highlight some of our favorite Paprika Southern pieces from the past year and a half. We’ll be back with a new issue in February, but for now we hope you’ll enjoy this walk down memory lane!
From the Archives: The Faces of Southern Farming
Words by Anthony Garzilli / Images by Siobhan Egan
The face of southern farming has a beard and there’s a beige cap on his head and a beer in his hand and his eyes begin to close then jolt open as he gently rocks on a chair on the porch of his Marshall, N.C., home.
No, the face of southern farming is alert and smiling, her hair’s in a bun and she’s talking excitedly about the years-long journey from Virginia to Asheville to Utah and finally to Marshall, home of a rundown former tobacco farm that she helped turn into Root Bottom Farm, a thriving microgreens and root-vegetable business.
Dark blankets the sky. He mentions something about having a farming niche; she jokes about needing new work boots. They live just minutes from downtown Asheville, which in early July recorded 8.44 inches of rain. The weather left the farm muddy and sloshy and dirt-caked her already worn-out cracked boots.