Chronicling the arts of my life
That brings back memories of when my dad was left to fix supper. SOS was one of his favorites - not mine. I don't really like my sausage mixed in the gravy.
Ah, what we called SOS was something different. Hamburger gravy on toast. It's made the same way, but with hamburger instead of sausage. I like that, too. OH, and for what it's worth, my Dad was NEVER left to fix supper! If my mother wasn't home, we were on our own.
Nom, nom! Put some scrambled eggs and bacon over top of that and I'll be right over... ;)
If only I weren't allergic...
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