Picnics. When I was young, a picnic was a family affair. We baked the beans, fried the chicken, and put the potato salad in the ice chest, with the iced tea and kool aid, and headed out. We had table cloths for the picnic table and little covers for the food to keep the flies off. Fast forward. 2011. Today we went on a picnic. We grabbed the dog, drove through Taco Bell, and headed for the river. We feasted on our tacos, (all three of us) while sitting on a rock and watching the water go by. I loved the picnics as a kid, but today's was perfect.
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