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Because it reminds me of my childhood when everything tasted better. Why you may ask? Because my mother kept a small coffee can of bacon fat that she used for fried foods. That's why.

The Shmoo from Al Capp's comic strip, Lil' Abner. "The unusual creature loved humans. A Shmoo laid eggs and bottles of Grade A milk in an instant, and would gladly die and change itself into a sizzling steak if its owner merely looked at it hungrily. Its skin was fine leather, its eyes made perfect buttons and even its whiskers made excellent toothpicks. Shmoos multiplied much faster than rabbits, so owning a pair of Shmoos meant that any family was self-sufficient."

My wife's fabulous blackberry pie.

Everything you have read up to this point is so much blather. I pick the blackberries every August and my wife, Gail Page, turns them into the best pies on the face of this earth.

Speedway in Lacey, WA.