Wait; you had sweet potatoes? So that’s where they all went those years? We only had lint balls in our pockets. LOL.
We used to mix our lint balls with yellow snow and
pretend it was lemonade.
My mom and I were remonising about having a clothes
rack in the utility room with ten pairs of gloves
drying on it, Those were the days.
Man...you soft Yankees had taters n stuff. We had to cross bayous barefoot and watch for gators-and in 100degrees with skeeters big as your thumb. If we were hungry we had to kill somethin to eat. Crawfish are good boiled but raw they`re mean critters. LOL