Thought I'd "culture" you a bit.
My neck of the woods has its own special soft drink. It's like a ginger ale. Locals call it ALE8. Some fast food places even carry it "on tap" (as in a fountain drink, because this is a dry county and liquor sales are illegal here.)
Actually, if you want to be technical, the name is Ale8-One. If you say it fast, it might sound like "a late one" adopted as a pun, being a description of the lastest thing in soft drinks in 1926.



Less I digress, my mom has an incredible garden!
I was in heaven today. Wish I could stay and pick and eat and eat and pick all summer. Then I would be fat.
With the cabbage, I made sauerkraut. Yum.
As a perfect ending to a perfect day, our family went out to eat at Halls on the River. All nine of us ate outside on the patio, right next to the river. The kids threw bread over the balcony to HUGELY fat carps. My dinner? Beer cheese nachos, fried cheese, fried banana peppers, fried hush puppies. Could this be why southerners are fat?



2 comments:
Found your blog on a friend's blog! I've been reading for a few weeks! Good luck on your families journey! You guys are amazing! Hope everything works out for you! Hope you had fun back at "home"!
Our ice cream trucks do not look like that! Probably a good thing :)
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