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I’m “Thunderstruck.” Are you? :D
How sad is this? A whole city on the brink of becoming a ghost town.
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I went home for a visit back in July of this year and heard the sad tale of a house that played a big part in the lives of a lot of my family. It’s not a large house or one that’s architecturally noteworthy. It’s just a regular old house built in 1910 in my little hometown of Morristown, Indiana. We’ve always called it “the green house” because it was a deep pea green for probably 30-40 years or longer, but someone in the last 30 panted the old shingle siding white.
I’d never heard of this or even thought to search out any Hawaiian recipes until a good old friend from my hometown (who has been a resident of the Aloha State for many long years now) suggested it. Bill and I were emailing back and forth and the subject of cooking came up. No doubt I asked if he had any good recipes, but until that moment, it didn’t occur to me that the peoples of those gorgeous Pacific islands would whip up culinary masterpieces so very different than what we eat on the mainland. I knew of their love of Spam, but I just assumed they fried it, slapped on some cheese, and placed it between two slices of bread. Continue reading
We’ve all driven by countless deserted gas stations. Had I ever thought about it in years past, I would’ve taken pictures of dozens along the highways and byways of our travels. I’m thankful that others have better presence of mind than me. I find them all interesting and wonder about the people who owned them, worked at them, stopped to fill their autos up, and maybe bought an ice-cold bottle of Coke. Soda pop in a plastic container with a twist-off lid just isn’t as refreshing.