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Carol Southard

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  1. I learned how to appreciate the smell of coffee, from my Dad. Every morning started off with a freshly-brewed (usually from a percolator) pot of strong coffee, and it smelled wonderful. (Sadly, I didn't come to love the taste of coffee until years later, when I picked up a caffeine habit in college...) Also, on weekends, he made pancakes from scratch, or french toast, or scrambled eggs. My Mom made bacon, in a big cast iron skillet. In that same skillet, she made pan fried steak, pork chops, fried catfish with hush puppies, or fried chicken, or cornbread. I learned to love food, good foo
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