My Grandma who lived a mile away didn't cook us fried chicken. She had an apricot tree. Lucious tree ripened apricots. She also grew boysenberries. Umm Warm Boysenberry pie with vanilla ice cream. That was something we would stop at The Clock Restaurant on the way to Palm Springs, to eat.
We had a lemon tree. Bill Scott if you are out there, thank you for picking the lemons at the top of our tree for us. Mom, or me used to always make fresh Lemon Merinigue pie. One time when I was a child of about 6, I had brand new leather shoes on. I was helping to carry plates with fresh lemon merinigue pie to the dining table, and I tripped, and the slice of pie went right on top of my new shoe. Everyone said that was my piece, lol so since they were brand new shoes, I ate some of my piece of pie off of my new shoe and then my mom cleaned my shoe, so my shoes wern't wrecked.
I went on a picnic with a Brother named Ron. I was to bring the food, as he was busy working on his office. I remember I brought fried chicken and a lemon merinigue pie I had made. When it came time to have a slice of pie, I had forgotten to bring a knife, so we used one of his tools, a hack saw to cut the pie. lol I wonder where you are now Ron, and if you ever think of all the laughter, that day.
I haven't made fried chicken, in ages.
Designs, did you ever go to Knott's Berry Farm for their fried chicken dinners? I went with a group decades ago, after a brother with the first name of Rob, gave his first public 1 hour talk. The food was delicious then. I was there a few years ago, and it was a disappointment.
Did anyone from Los Angeles ever go to Dinah's Restaurant, I think on Sepulvada in Culver City? They were famous for their fried chicken dinners.
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