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To: Crocodile who wrote (53255)	7/10/2000 11:47:50 PM
From: Ilaine	Respond to of 71178

My grandmother that lived in D'Iberville used to live in Biloxi when I was little, and she kept chickens. One of my earliest memories is being sent out to collect eggs, and bringing back one that was far enough along that when it was cracked, you could see a baby chicken inside, all curled up and fuzzy yellow. Speaking of fried chicken, her fried chicken recipe is out of this world. She would cut the chicken pieces into smaller pieces than you usually see, so they fried quicker, and she would take hours to flour the pieces, let them dry and flour them again. My father knows how to fry chicken like she did, he can tell when the chicken is done just by listening to it. But you have to "smother" the chicken by cooking for a while with the lid on. Relationships are so complicated. My father never quite forgave his mother for the easy way she slaughtered chickens - she would wring the necks and throw the chickens into a special garbage can and put the lid down and let the chickens flop around until they were done. He was a little terrified of her, I think. As for me, I never quite forgave my father for the easy way he slaughtered squirrels. Another of my earliest memories is peeling a squirrel that my father shot. By the way, my grandmother inherited her father's hardware store, which was mentioned in Ripley's Believe It Or Not as the longest hardware store in the world. At the time, it was a block long, but only a room wide. White's Hardware Store, I remember reading about it a long time ago, but don't have any documentation. The real name was Musselwhite, but that's another story.