More of Christmas With Big Mamma
Brenda Miles’ Christmas Tale picks up today where it left off last week: Part II Christmas morning found us all gathered back in the familiar kitchen dining on slab bacon fried only until it was good and warm, eggs fried in the bacon grease until they were brown and lacy around the edges, and biscuits so huge they would put McDonald’s buns to shame. Pure butter dripped from our fingers as we gripped the biscuits that held Mamma’s fig preserves hanging out the sides.