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Those were the days. We always killed a pig and took orders where we sold almost the whole thing!
Remember the wine and falernum that you took your gallon bottles to buy from a store in High Street? When I was in high school, in town, I was asked to pick it up after school. I was embarrassed in my uniform in the store, but on the school bus, I was queen. I guess lots of parents could only afford a pint and a half bottle. So, you could imagine how it was when I got on with a gallon bottle, heavy as anything, and having that little handle by the neck to carry it by.
That was good port wine. I have been trying for years to find a port tasting like that to no avail.
With the ham, oil skin, (we only had congoleum in the shed roof), pudding and cake, plus the baked pork, man, the house was one mass of smells. It smelled like Christmas!
– by Bajans
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