He put pickles in my pancakes.

Jeannette Chavez
Albuquerque, NM

It was the early 70′s in the Texas panhandle. On a road trip we stopped at a diner to eat. He didn’t want us in there. He ruined our food. He put pickles in my pancakes. His action enraged me. Now it scares me.


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