Hardee’s used to have this “loaded” breakfast biscuit that was delicious and I am sure it was full of everything you shouldn’t eat for breakfast. Well, Mrs. Florene had her version of Hardee’s loaded breakfast biscuits this morning. She cut her biscuits extra large and extra thick and in the biscuit was a fried ham cutlet (salty!), scrambled eggs, and shredded cheddar cheese. It was delicious. She also had homemade hashbrowns and they were delicious as well. I like mine with lots of onion and that’s the way Mrs. Florene fixes hers.
“Momma went to a lot of trouble to prepare those hashbrowns,” George told me approvingly.
“You can tell it,” I replied hungrily as I ate.
Tomorrow, George will have been sober for four weeks. It must have seemed like an eternity for him. He has had to completely rearrange his whole life to quit drinking. No more Saturday night poker nights. No more mornings after work at my house drinking beer until he is silly. No more sitting over at the neighborhood shot house “shooting the shit”. No more riding around for hours while he listened to Gospel and drank cheap beer. I told him he was much more domesticated these days and he snarled at me jokingly.