Growing up in the hollow, we always had a bottle of Hot Sauce on the kitchen table. Momma and Daddy both would use it on just about everything. We didn't have a lot of 'store bought' dressings. Mom would always make her own cocktail sauce or salad dressing. And, she would always add a dash or two of Hot Pepper Sauce. She said it gave the dressing just the right 'kick'.
Our tastes change a lot as we grow older. As a child, I didn't have much of a taste for it, but I've grown to appreciate the different flavors of Hot Sauces. Have you ever tried a southern appetizer of bologna and crackers? Daddy loved to top it with a drop of hot sauce. We'd share a cracker or two while Momma was finishing up supper. To this day I can't see that without thinking of him. Isn't it wonderful when we have good memories? Often it's the little ones that stand out. We live day to day and take life for granted while reaching for the next big thing. When really, it's all the little things you do along the way.
Have a blessed day!