Growing up in a Catholic family meant that the beginning of Spring was all about Lent. At some point everyone would have ashes on their foreheads, there was a portion that included palm fronds, and then there were Friday afternoons working in the church kitchen stirring large batches of cole slaw, dredging strips of fish for frying and being bossed around by the not-priest church boss Barbara. She makes the best potato salad… she’s supposed to be bossing the Friday Fish Fry.
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