I'm getting ready to have biscuits and gravy for lunch, oodles and oodles of gravy.
Big heaping streams of running gravy, meeting an irresistible force in chunks of sausage.
The biscuits undergirding as a foundation, yet sure to be acted upon as a sop by the pervading gravy.
Gravy! Delicious, runny, chunky, perfect gravy. Among Nature's most perfect foods.
When I think of gravy, I think of the innocent days of childhood. Looking down at my potatoes and the beautiful vistas of Lake Gravy.
It's going to be good! I will learn a lot -- mostly it will simply reinforce what I already know -- about the success teachings of gravy.
You go "From Guts to Glory to Gravy." That's what the teaching is. It's been proven true many times over.
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