Farewell to What Once Was

On a warm Saturday afternoon Hubby and I packed up the family car with our contributions to a sad farewell party held at the Family Farm. It’s been the gathering place for forty years. The focal point of our family.

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Red River Valley Baked Beans

My Dad loves his beans. Every family barbecue or pot luck that will allow a big pot of beans, and I am there, trying out new recipes or dusting off one of the old family favorites. The only two gatherings that I can think of that I don’t make beans is Thanksgiving and Christmas. Maybe some day . . . but for now I’m thinking Labor Day.

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