In the 1970s, fish was what Catholics ate on Fridays. We weren’t Catholic. On Fridays, my parents would typically load us in the back of the Country Squire wagon and head out to Shakey’s Pizza or Pappy’s Hamburgers before taking in a family-friendly movie at the theater.
Month: September 2020
Why anyone makes brownies from a mix is beyond me. Not only do they taste like cardboard and have the mouth-feel of a dry sponge, mix brownies don’t take any less effort than scratch brownies. Plus, the latter can be thrown together in a jiffy.
Did ya’ll feel that? Yesterday morning, I walked outside to get the paper, and the temperature was, wait for it, in the seventies! This, coupled with the fact that those noxious cinnamon brooms are now polluting the entrance of every Publix in town.