June 22, 2009
Growing up, we raised and picked our own berries. It’s one of the things I miss most about the farm, especially when strawberry season rolls around.
This past week I decided to find a local U-Pick farm where we could re-live…
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February 1, 2008
My great grandmother ate cornmeal mush for breakfast, a pat of butter melting in the middle surrounded by a moat of heavy cream. The entire time I was growing up, I never cared for it,
the ‘mush’ was too mushy and…
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