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Hog Jowls and Black-Eyed Peas

It was a meal that my late mom cooked but it sure didn't please. Every New Year Day, Mom cooked hog jowls and black-eyed peas. I always ate it but it was something that I didn't enjoy at all. I would've rather had pizza, Domino's was who I should've called. I don't have to eat those meals anymore and it sets my mind at ease. Thank God that I no longer have to eat hog jowls and black-eyed peas.

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Date: 1/1/2020 6:54:00 PM
I can't even imagine what a hog jowls taste like. Have a great day my friend.
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