I love coming to the village and visiting. This house reminds me so much of my grandarents' house, but theirs wasn't nearly so grand.
My grandpa had a sugar cane mill just like the one that is there, as well as the vat that. I remember when I was five, visiting them at Christmas time and going with him while he killed a hog and proceeded ot make sausage. My mother had brains and scrambled eggs the next morning for breakfast. She told me in later years that she never did like eating brains.a
I love coming to the village and visiting. This house reminds me so much of my grandarents' house, but theirs wasn't nearly so grand.
My grandpa had a sugar cane mill just like the one that is there, as well as the vat that. I remember when I was five, visiting them at Christmas time and going with him while he killed a hog and proceeded ot make sausage. My mother had brains and scrambled eggs the next morning for breakfast. She told me in later years that she never did like eating brains.a