Chitterlings?
Muscadines?
Was there a ghost in the pump house?
Ditch muscles sauteed in butter sauce?
Did we drink unpasturized milk?
Oh, yeah, those crunchy fish fins were just as good as the tails.
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The first chitterlins I encountered were at the terrell house in the country. Ugh. But then we went to Anna's and the ugh still applied. We went there and cut a Christmas tree, and we also picked muscadines there. remember they had the ramp for loading cattle, and Hoyle had a hand carved chinese checker board????
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