When my grandfather was alive, my mom would wake up early and make omelets on a cast iron skillet. Green peppers, mushrooms, onions, whatever suspect block of cheese my grandfather had in the fridge. They’d always set a plate for my grandmother at the table, even though she died 15 years before. Things like that, they stay.
When my grandfather was alive, my mom would wake up early and make omelets on a cast iron skillet. Green peppers, mushrooms, onions, whatever suspect block of cheese my grandfather had in the fridge. They’d always set a plate for my grandmother at the table, even though she died 15 years before. Things like that, they stay.
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