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Published: August 15th 2009
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As I headed south out of Lexington, Kentucky on the broad swatch of concrete that is Interstate 75, I couldn't help but remember traveling this same way so many times in my childhood. Back then the family was always heading south to Florida to visit Grandma and Grandpa. I remember the old Interstate tuckering out in south central Kentucky, dumping us onto a narrow and twisting even older US High...
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Wendy Niccoli
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YUM!
Yummy - one of our favorites, even if it gives us a tummy ache! All they need now are fried pickles, and I'd be in heaven! :)