I had the honor of becoming one of Sarah Hoyt's Raiding Party, and you can find my post at her blog today.
I grew up in a family convinced that the tribulation was coming, with persecutions and… anyway, we usually had enough food in the pantry to eat for a long time. Not well, for a child who hated beans (and my sister even more so, she once went two days without eating much of anything, refusing to touch the beans being served to her), but we wouldn’t have starved. We were pretty poor, especially right after Dad got out of the military and we moved to homestead in Alaska. Read More…
Steaks on the campfire: New Year's Eve Feast in the Woods