WHAT WAS IT LIKE TO GROW UP IN A GROCERY STORE?
There’s a reason I absolutely have to go to Dorignac’s every day. Truly, it’s in my DNA. A few years ago, I wrote a little about what it was like as a child to have truck-drivers as body guards and butchers as baby-sitters! On the eve of the New Year, I’m thinking about how much I miss the place I grew up in and realizing how much of it I keep with me even now. And how lucky I have been these past 60-something years. (Scratch that last part. I can’t really be that old.) Thank you to Donna Harris (Lamar’s daughter-in-law) for sending these pictures of Foodtown.
The Clydesdale horses came to town several times when we were kids. Not sure why! Foodtown didn’t sell beer! Maybe my sister knows!
