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Brown bread! I can't believe it.

You seeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, my mother was from New Hampshire and Boston.

Then her daddy got smart and hauled the family to Bonita Beach, Fla.

Mother did the baked beans and the brown bread and......................by god, she did...........cod fish.

Wow. Dried cod out of a little wooden box. A cream sauce.

"Eat," she commanded.

(Thinking back, it wasn't so bad...)

Ok, you Yankees, tell us about the cod.

(Extinct, is the truth of the matter, but let's hear some New England stories...)

...sorry. Getting nostalgic here. Mother's people went back a long way, and had a terribly rocky farm in New Hampshire. They cut ice out of some pond and put it in an ice house. Jeeze...
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