How Soul Food Got My Groove Back.
<p>That first bite brought back memories. Memories dating back to a time of my life I foolishly mistook struggling with failing and allowed those thoughts to overwrite my happiness.</p>
<p>Thinking back, I really was happy. Happy to not be in the bean, happy to finally be on my own even if it did come with a brief stent of homelessness.</p>
<p>What’s this about? Well “soul food,” of course. How the savory taste of “down home” meatloaf accompanied by candied yams, fried catfish, mac and cheese and mixed veggies gave me my groove back. I would like to take this time out to give a shout out to “Down Home Delivery & Catering.” A Black owned LEGITIMATE soul food spot in Boston. I say “legit” because this is Boston after all so you never know, sometimes. If you know Boston, then you know what I mean by that.</p>
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