I said I wasn't going to post over the weekend, and then I just remembered a classic childhood story. Thought I would share it with you as you were sitting down to Easter Sunday dinner.
I was probably in middle school. Probably 5th grade. My grandmother was still alive, and my dad was working for the strip
club mine, doing railroad track repair. While working on the railroad, all the live long day, the guys would use sections of drain pipes as animal traps. One guy would then prepare the animals, and everyone else got some fresh meat to to take home.
So, while you are still savoring your honey glazed Easter ham, think of little 5th grader Scope, sitting down for an Easter dinner, and getting server rabbit.
Yup, Dad supplied it, and Grandma cooked the EASTER BUNNY!
I was torn with going with this instead:
Hope ya'll had a Happy Easter.