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VALERIE MACEWAN part 09 : When My Cousins Come Down from Ohio This sidewalk along the river and the backs of old buildings full of dead businesses? These damn seagulls crapping on everyone's head and car? They fry chicken at the gas station for God's sake, sell food at the gas station. And what's that smell...fish? How does your mother stand it, is she OK here? She can come with us for a while, we'll take her to the ballet, maybe I can get Richard to sit through an opera ...if it's for her, he might... I've still got my bridge club, you know she loves bridge... ...Death was on him because he was so mean. I heard she shot him four times in the back ...Don't matter how many times she shot, he's dead ain't he? You got a bite...looks like a nice one. |
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VALERIE MACEWAN part 09i: When My Cousins Come Down from Ohio Nash told me she'd hit Frank up the side of the head with a Smithfield ham, made him real mad. We sit on park benches, waiting for breath, I'm listening and they just sit. They don't hear anything. Young folks don't know how to cook these days. I tell her about poke, I tell her about fatback and she won't hear nothing of it... she uses this old margoreen and I like seasoning in my food. You can't buy no more pure butter anywhere, you know... Remember that old fashioned way of making tater pie? You put that butter on top, cook those potatoes first, put a layer of potato, then those dumplings on top, then butter on top of that... then you have a good pie... not that old margoreen. I'll tell you a good cook, you might know her name ...Loula Mackey. You don't have to add no salt or nothing to her food. I wish my daughter'd cook like Loula Mackey.... |
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