I think its time to bring back some Family Stories, about Uncle Zeke... Ill start: My first memory of Uncle Zeke must have taken place in the early 1950s when I was 4 or 5. I was at their house in the Mars Hill neighborhood of west Indianapolis. I remember walking into the kitchen where Uncle Zeke was frying bologna!!! Id never heard of , or had fried bologna! I was amazed at how it domed up on the skillet, and looked like an upside-down cereal bowl!! He finished cooking it by cutting a slice in one edge and pressing it down into a more flattened shape! He fixed me a fried bologna sandwich, with mustard. I thought it was the best thing Id ever eaten!! I also remember the entrance into the kitchen was down a sloped ramp-type doorway that I think was made of concrete. Its funny the things a young child remembers! :-)
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 23:55:22 +0000
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