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Dad had always been particular about buying only Peaberry coffee from Charley Saxton, and I was surprised when MaMa told me that, lately, Dad had been sending a dollar a week to "old man Henderson" down New Orleans way for a pound of special coffee that was being sold to finance a wild campaign against the chain stores over a New Orleans radio station.
Aside from that coffee, and the suet that Dad got at Jess Brian's, and, oh yes, my oysters, the cash outlay for this dinner was minimal.
Art's waitin'. See you in a couple of hours when the dinner bell rings. Okay? Good!
"No fuss was ever made for a few extra mouths to feed."





