I'm a liberal pagan living in West, Texas. Yes. That West, Texas.

Sunday, April 05, 2015

EASTER SUNDAY


5 comments:

Ol'Buzzard said...

the only good thing I can remember about Easter Sunday was the fried chicken, mashed potatoes and milk gravy at my aunts house.

No body cooks chicken in bacon grease any more: it wasn't dipped in batter - just rolled in flower and fried until the skin was crispy.
the Ol'Buzzard

yellowdoggranny said...

that is how chicken is supposed to be fried

Anonymous said...

I never liked Woodstock (the bird).

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Oh no! Poor Woodstock, LOL!

I just flew back from Manitoba and man, are my arms tired. An oldie but a goodie!

Intense Guy said...

It might be bad for you fried that way... but does it ever taste good!!

Please let me know if anyone ever finds Woodstock... maybe bones in Snoopy's pie patties...