Crank (Crank 1)

was a whole lot better stocked than Dad’s.

(Not to mention a whole lot cleaner—

no mega-cockroaches allowed!)

Summer fruit.

Garden veggies.

Leftover roast beef.

Homemade bread.

Hand-churned ice cream.

I’d almost forgotten how great a cook

Mom was, at least when she wasn’t

too busy writing or going through one

of her “I’m not your damn servant!” phases.

Double lucky me.

It seemed she was going through one of her

Suzy Homemaker stages.

Fresh salsa.

Homemade chips.

Leftover chili.

Cherry pie.

I felt like I’d died and

gone to God’s grocery store

in the sky!

My Luck Ran Out

’Cause after I

finished pigging out, I

really wanted

a cigarette.

Nicotine’s a

strange addiction. I

didn’t even realize I