I just made some chocolate chip cookies and took some to Bill and my sister. Bill was cooking something, handed me a piece of it and said, "taste this." I popped it into my mouth, started chewing, and immediately knew it was fresh fried fresh catfish. I thought about spitting it out but it was delicious fish so I ate it and told him, "that is great but it better not be Fluffy." He laughed his evil biker laugh and said, "it's Fluffy and some of her kids."
I feel terrible about Fluffy and her family because we were almost friends, but what tasty catfish.
I was in the backyard reading and eating the last of the Christmas candy canes when Cashmere and Cashlin came walking by. I offered Cashlin part of one and it was amazing to watch her.