Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe

FEBRUARY 9, 1986

Evelyn had brought a box of tacos from Taco Bell, three blocks from where she lived, and Mrs. Threadgoode was fascinated.

“This is the first foreign food I’ve ever had except for Franco-American spaghetti, and I like it.” She looked at her taco. “This is about the size of a Chrystal burger, isn’t it?”

Evelyn was anxious to find out more about Ruth and tried to change the subject. “Mrs. Threadgoode, did Ruth leave Whistle Stop that summer or did she stay?”

“They were the size of a biscuit, and had little chopped-up onions on them.”

“What?”

“The Chrystal burgers.”

“Oh, that’s right, they did have little onions on them, but what about Ruth?”

“What about her?”

“I know she must have come back, but did she go back home that summer?”

“Oh yes indeed, she did. You know, you could get five of them for a quarter. Can you still do that?”

“I don’t think so. When did she leave?”

“When? Oh let’s see, it was July or August. No, it was August, that’s right. I remember now. Are you sure you want to hear about her? I never give you a chance to say anything. I just talk and talk.”

“No, Mrs. Threadgoode, it’s fine. Go ahead.”

“Are you sure you want to hear about these old-timy things?”

“Yes.”

“Well, when the end of August came around, Momma and Poppa pleaded with Ruth to stay and help them get Idgie through her senior year of high school. They told her they’d pay her anything she asked. But Ruth said she couldn’t. Said she was engaged to be married to a man over in Valdosta, that fall. But Sipsey told Momma and I that no matter what that girl said, she didn’t want to go back over there to Georgia. Sipsey said every morning her pillow would be soaking wet with tears where she’d cried all night.

“I don’t know what Ruth told Idgie the night before she left, but we heard Idgie go into her room, and a few minutes later, you never heard such a racket—it sounded like a jackass in a tin stall. She had taken one of Buddy’s football trophies and broke out all of her windows, and anything else she could find. It was awful.

“I wouldn’t have gone near that room, not for love nor money.… The next morning, she didn’t even come out on the porch to tell Ruth goodbye. First Buddy, then Ruth. She just couldn’t take it. The next day, Idgie was gone. She never did go back to school. She lacked one year of finishing.

“Oh, she would show up at the house every once in a while … when Poppa had his heart attack and when Julian and the girls got married.

“Big George was the only one who knew where she was and he would never betray her. Whenever Momma needed her, she’d tell Big George and he’d say to Momma that he’d pass it on if he happened to run into her. But she always got the message and would come home.

“Of course, I have my theories as to where she was …”