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home made fried chicken aroma filling the evening air; pound cake displayed in beautiful glassware; Lauren Hill, Floetry, Angie Stone, Kindred family soul, "blessing" all of our ears-on the road to see the grandparents-late 90s early 2000s were the years Nathan hotdog with crinkle cut fries- and the little red fork-while on the way to visit grandparents' old house in Queens New york; the grassy hill-the brick steps-the metal gate, guarding the door; inside the house-straight ahead-the creaky wooden stairs; on the left small living room-very comfty inside there- it screamed nostalgia everywhere; and to the right an old brown piano-then the next room-was the kitchen-i remember a few stools- and counter space- one night, long john silvers-in there we ate; from the kitchen-there was a basement, that was cold on winter days back home- the cereal box with an exclusive toy in there; chicken gizzards with potatoe wedges in the box- with hot sauce from the nearby shore stop; nickelodeon, cartoon network, disney channel were the vibes; keanan & kel did a movie for Halloween-called headless night; goosebumps, scooby doo, cousin skeeter- was a time; fast forward....small backyard BBQs-during summer time- father's radio playing music; PSone with childhood neighbor going on inside; games of scrabble in the dinning room-sliding glass door, that led outside.... those were the times....
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Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 8:09 PM UTC
Title: comforting memories
home made fried chicken aroma filling the evening air; pound cake displayed in beautiful glassware; Lauren Hill, Floetry, Angie Stone, Kindred family soul, "blessing" all of our ears-on the road to see the grandparents-late 90s early 2000s were the years Nathan hotdog with crinkle cut fries- and the little red fork-while on the way to visit grandparents' old house in Queens New york; the grassy hill-the brick steps-the metal gate, guarding the door; inside the house-straight ahead-the creaky wooden stairs; on the left small living room-very comfty inside there- it screamed nostalgia everywhere; and to the right an old brown piano-then the next room-was the kitchen-i remember a few stools- and counter space- one night, long john silvers-in there we ate; from the kitchen-there was a basement, that was cold on winter days back home- the cereal box with an exclusive toy in there; chicken gizzards with potatoe wedges in the box- with hot sauce from the nearby shore stop; nickelodeon, cartoon network, disney channel were the vibes; keanan & kel did a movie for Halloween-called headless night; goosebumps, scooby doo, cousin skeeter- was a time; fast forward....small backyard BBQs-during summer time- father's radio playing music; PSone with childhood neighbor going on inside; games of scrabble in the dinning room-sliding glass door, that led outside.... those were the times....
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Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 8:09 PM UTC
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