Cornbread Malcolm Friend for Jerrilyn Fowler Your mom doesn’t trust anyone who makes cornbread with sugar. Growing up you don’t question this, swallow the grit of cornmeal on New Year’s, Christmas, and about 150 occasions in between. The first time you taste sweet cornbread you nearly spit it out, have to wash it down with water. Understand like your mother you have learned not to trust anyone who cannot swallow the grit and grain that’s sent their way as is, who can’t accept that some things are meant to be coarse, who need to sweeten their load. Your life is the swallow of this grit and coarse.
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