Sunday

Lunch:

Split Pea and Ham soup

Ham and Cheddar on Sourdough

Dinner:

Fresh Buttermilk Biscuits

Purple Hull Peas

Ham Steak

Its kind of shocking that after seven days of eating it at almost every meal, I have still not gotten tired of that Easter ham. It was just too good. Tomorrow's lunch will the be last of it for a while; the rest has gone into the deep freeze to be resurrected sometime in the summer. After days and days of ham, I am getting the taste for some fish. Perhaps there will be a bit of whitefish in the days to come. Perhaps even a catfish, clothed in cornmeal and nestled with hush puppies...