When Food Brings On Memories
So I was making myself some lunch (Lentil Vegetable soup and half a Fakin BLT,) and while I was cutting up my tomato I had a chunk left. Well, I did as I sometimes do with the last little bit.....dashed on a little salt and popped that sucker in my mouth. Well to my wonderful surprise a very fond memory surfaced. It was then that I decided to
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i spent every summer in pismo beach. until i was 16. my grandfather worked at diablo nuclear power plant and my sister and i stayed with my grandparents in a trailer. in a trailer park. it was right across from the beach, cool breezes and kites. my grandmother would make tomato sandwiches on white bread with miracle whip. memories of warm days, watching ducks and surfers, carefree for three months.
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