Jackson picked up the squashed loaf of bread and straightened it out, then sat at the table and lifted the lid of the pot. It was half-filled with boiled pig’s feet, black-eyed peas and rice.
“Ain’t nothin’ but hoppin’ john,” Goldy said.
Friday, March 5, 2021
the last book I ever read A Rage in Harlem: A Harlem Detectives Novel by Chester Himes, excerpt five)
Jackson picked up the squashed loaf of bread and straightened it out, then sat at the table and lifted the lid of the pot. It was half-filled with boiled pig’s feet, black-eyed peas and rice.
“Ain’t nothin’ but hoppin’ john,” Goldy said.
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