Quote:
Ohh, the thrill of escaping the Houston heat by strolling through the local grocery store or
the Sears department store. If it was really hot, sometimes Mom would get us a Blue Bell ice cream as a treat to gobble up on the way home (only way to get it was fast, had no A/C in that car).
When I was growing up, you knew where the food came from. Just like you never asked "Hey, what type of meat is this?" at the family reunion and BBQ, especially since we had a few city dwelling relatives around that would literally
if someone told them armadillo, squirrel, rattlesnake, etc. We country kids would
at the city kids who would scream bloody murder at seeing fish in the creek while they were swimming. Apparently those sun perch and bass look just like sharks
Ohh, the thrill of escaping the Houston heat by strolling through the local grocery store or
When I was growing up, you knew where the food came from. Just like you never asked "Hey, what type of meat is this?" at the family reunion and BBQ, especially since we had a few city dwelling relatives around that would literally