Can Old Dogs Learn New Things?
I grew up in the mountains of Townsend TN. I would say I grew up on a farm but that would be a little exaggeration. I grew up beside a farm. Papaw had a farm and we worked some and visited a lot. Growing up in the mountains and in the South there are certain staples that are associated with that. Biscuits are important but more important with gravy. Now for you transplants from the North, gravy is pure bacon/sausage grease mixed with flour and milk or cream (absolute heaven). We eat a lot of cow, pig and chicken. And my mom always had vegetables on the table and made me and my brother and sister eat them. So what I am about to tell you is no fault of hers. I just had a strong will (close your mouth, I know you’re surprised). I ate the colored stuff on my plate when threatened but the taste never took with me. That may be why, when I ventured out on my own with the woman I would spend the rest of my life with, I stopped eating colored things. And Tammy (tha