The annual fall church barbecues have started back in earnest. Dad just called me and told me to come and pick up two plates. He had bought five no doubt giving two to Charlie and Janice as well. These were especially delicious. The chicken was really tangy and seasoned well. They come Maggie approved bless her dear soul. She ate about half the chicken and I ate the other half.
Saturday, October 27, 2018
“Come Pick Up Your Supper,” Old Fuss and Feathers said.
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I have been one sick camper. Dad asked me when's the last time I ate last and I ate last Saturday. Not postmortem just yet!!!
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Another reason for moving South!
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