If you live anywhere near the Hudson Valley in upstate New York; and parts of Florida & Mass now that I think of it… you are well aware that I did not get the gift of flavor from my mom. She’s an ace with Hot Dogs and she also makes a mean scrambled egg but she absolutely DESPISES cooking… that’s why I weigh about 50lbs. more than she does! She does like to eat however but only if someone puts it in front of her. If you take her out for pizza, it’ll take her an hour to eat one piece but when you reach into the fridge the next day for the leftover 3 slices… they’re mysteriously gone! Quite a few years ago my brothers gave her the name of “Montgomery Molly” because they failed to see the charm in her enthusiastic disco moves… kind of like Willy Nelson meets John Travolta on steroids! Just kidding, Mom… we all love you and your dance moves! She's just very... "country" I guess you'd say. She almost had a cow when I told her that John-Boy was caught with Grandpa backstage on the set of the Waltons with their overalls down around their ankles! And let's not even go into my rendition of "Fairy on the Prairie"!!!
My mom does not, nor does she want to own a computer but my cousin, Janet, who is visiting with her for a few days let her read my blog for the first time yesterday on hers. A little while later, my phone rang and on the other end I heard, “Hello, is this Chicken Cozy Cooking?” I said, “Mom… it’s CHIC… you know, sheik!” She just said, “Oh.” And when I hung up the phone after she told me that she was proud of me, I could definitely hear their wine glasses clinking and the faint sound of “On the road again” in the distance!!!
Thanks for always standing behind me, Mom… and Janet!
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