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Originally posted by Jack Moroney
There is one McDonalds 4 miles away at the exit ramp off the Interstate and one of the 4 mom and pop stores in the area doubles as a Dunkin Donuts, and that is only if you can get there early and don't mind standing in line with a bunch of folks all scented up for being accepted by the critter that happens to be in season.
Jack Moroney
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Out here in the woods, there is one 100+ year old store that has semi-cold "pop", a little gasoline and diesel, a little atmosphere, but not much else. The next two closest fast food establishments are sixteeen and thirty-five miles away, thank God. Deer graze with the horses here.
When I was young, I ate like a field hand. Biscuits, gravy, and eggs with bacon, ham, or sausage for breakfast...AFTER the chores. Lunch at the school cafeteria, which was run by farmers wives, so wasn't too bad based on what they had to work with. Supper/dinner was a lot like breakfast with steak (pan-fried or chicken-fried) or fried chicken or hamburger steaks with a vegetable or so just because. My brother and I made homemade milkshakes every day in the Summer to cool off. I was slender as a willow and never sat still. Fresh fruit was right there at home, so we ate those in season, usually right off the tree/vine.
Now, I am conscious of my choices, rarely fry foods, and eat more grilled chicken than beef. I still prefer beef to chicken, however. Since the opening of a seafood shop thirty-five miles away, I sometimes have salmon filet. Lots of veggies, cooked a variety of ways, and fresh fruit.