The smell of my Polk, onions, Ham and garlic processing in my Pressure cooker is nearly bringing me to tears. It’s outstanding. I am sitting in my living room imagining my grandmother and great grandmother sitting in the kitchen laughing over coffee as my grandfather and great grandfather are outside with a ladder collecting apples from our apple tree and my children sit on the patio playing cards.
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I never really had what you’d call a close knit family because I was an orphan and lived in a few different places.
One thing I know is that it doesn’t hurt to use your imagination. God is good.
Have a blessed day 😀
Essie
Blessings!