Wow Sir, simple is good. I wonder what da rich folks are eatin' ??
Funny - made me think of childhood.
Somewhat similar for me. Grew up pretty rural, spent summers living with my grandparents on their farm as a kid. My graduating class had 21, less then 200 in the whole high school. We had to co-op with another school for golf, basketball, and baseball. Took 3 other schools for a football team . And funny, the farmers were the rich ones in our areaVery rural and majority were farmers…mostly poor
dairy farmers. Didn’t realize we were poor then.
Grade 7, made the bus trip to the home district. Class went from 25 to 250!
If it weren't for waitresses, I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did in the restaurant business.My wife was a year ahead of me and we couldn’t stand each other in school. Fast forward a year and we both are working at the same restaurant in our little town. Now 17 years later, here we are .
Dang - - guess we really “rough it” out at the farm?!?!We were at the farm property since Wednesday, yup working/bushhoging and mowing but we still ate:
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Grilled port chop, rice/gravy, with a skillet of biscuits.
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And then she kinda fancied it up a bit with shrimp scampi, grilled taters, corn, peach slices with her home backed cookies all served out out the Pfaltzgraff table setting that we bought new in 1963.
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OK, the leftovers did OK too.