craving a cause

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growing up, one of my mom’s favorite things to cook (mostly for my dad) was smothered fried chicken. i hated it. not the fried chicken, but the gravy. wet fried chicken? that delicious, moist, yard bird drenched in gravy, why would you do that? every time she’d cook it and put it on my plate, […]