I’ve been working on a post about manners and The South, and listening to the food preferences of my children who will all be here at the Farm at the same time for the first time ever. Lord.
Thankfully, the SEC intervened.
The first three quarters were punctuated by Big Food: Beer battered fries, little smokies in some sugar-laden cherry-molassas thing, Chinese chicken wings. And the last quarter was football.
The girls are coming. This is BIG.