Fried Bacon Mornings
Monday, December 3, 2012 at 8:59 pm
One March morning I awoke with the feeling of anticipation. It was the day after a night of being on call, but this post-call day was different as I had been invited to go bird hunting in South Georgia. Normally, I don’t go, but the prospect of good southern cooking and a walk in the woods after being on call was too inviting to refuse. Continue reading