I've been out in the shop most of the morning, doing target maintenance, and taking inventory of what I have and what I need. The Louisiana State competition is seven weeks away, and we'll be picking up speed until the first shot is fired that Friday morning.
I came in for lunch, and started digging in the 'fridge. I decided to cook an old favorite, fried bologna sandwiches. I like my bread toasted, and we happened to have a stale loaf on the counter. Stale bread makes great toast. I had been to the store earlier, and had picked up some of those Mexican hot-house tomatoes. They're not as good as vine-ripened, but it is February. I'll make do with hot-house tomatoes until the local crop comes in.
Belle and I will go to church later. We're having a big eating meeting and we're going to bring a pan of Ouida potatoes. Those are always a hit.
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