I'm not sure what you call it if you make dinner and serve it even earlier than the old timers' rush at the K & W Cafeteria...maybe it's best to label it "lunch" even though it looked and felt like dinner. That's what happened on Thursday a week ago, when I served up a simple pan of oven-baked barbecue chicken, along with roasted green beans and some sweet southern slaw, based on how my mother used to make it. And that's homemade barbecue sauce, too. It all proved amply sufficient for the labors and tasks of the day.
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