Dad was Southern. Mom was German. Dad won most things at home but the gravy on everything never stood a chance around Mom. So, rarely had sauces or gravies on meats except on turkey and pot roast. Never missed it. Still don’t.
I do remember an argument they had about white gravy on fried chicken. Mom said no. If he wanted sauces on his meat, he should have married a French woman. Never heard Dad say a thing about gravy again.
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Army/embassy brat - traveled too much to mention
Moved here from SF Bay Area (East Bay)
"There are only two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle; the other is as though everything is a miracle." Albert Einstein
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