I can still memory - taste the fresh buttermilk pancakes and hot buttermilk biscuits - both made with lard! - that were cooked on the top, or in the oven, of that ancient iron stove.

I still have my original social security card signed when I was 13.

Eating something fresh out of the oven is like a hug you can taste.

Yes, long hours and a hard life for my parents, but for a six to seven year old every new day dawned with fresh excitement when you have not a care in the world, and so much to learn and witness.

Strike while the iron is hot

Everything is rigged so when the alarm goes, the oven and stove and everything automatically turns off so we don't have to worry about the station burning down. And if the food is on the table when we get a call, well, that's what God created microwave ovens for.