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Wednesday, July 2, 2008




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Anonymous said...

I do have many fond memories of meal time but one vivid memory from my childhood. I hated the cooked yoke of a fried egg. I couldn't eat it without getting sick. One day my daddy thought I should eat the entire egg and made me sit at the table until it was gone. I would take a bite and gag. This went on bite after bite until the egg was finished.
Bobbie