A weekly-ish blog sharing my series of collages about growing up in the South during the 1950s.
I went on trip to St. Louis, with Daddy to purchase pianos for Clayton Smith Pianos . We slept in the back of his truck on the way up, and he let me order french fries for EVERY meal.
Love the fies! They make a wonderful textural element in this collage. :)
I meant, love the FRIES lol!
I'm glad you like the fries. There weren't fast food outlets when I grew up, so we always had the real thing in restaurants - yummy! Thank you for the comment.
I agree! Real homemade fries are the best! :) Thank you for stopping by my site today and leaving a comment. :) Here's a link to my blog: www.lacewinged.com
I couldn't find a place to comment on your blog. I love the Craig's List chair and the sprinkle donuts.