Outro:
I suddenly snapped out of my flashback of all of the fond memories that I have experienced being surrounded by family, friends, holidays, vacations, and the day-to-day activities of everyday life. I looked at my husband and children and smiled. I realized that “baked, mashed or fried” is incorporated in most of the best memories of my life. Oh, sure, we all feel this way whenever we think about Christmas or Thanksgiving—we visualize a ham or turkey. However, “baked, mashed, or fried” remains a constant that I can visualize on the plate of my life.
Sounds outro-ey.
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