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The community kitchen run by Our Daily Bread serves hundreds of meals each day at the First Baptist Church in Athens, GA.  A rough guesstimate of the audience, is about 75% black to white.  You don't see any Asians, Indians, or Latinos.  Maybe there's an occasional Latino visitor, but rarely... if ever.  Yesterday wasn't any different.  The same crowd shuffles in only this time there were sacks of food to be taken away.

As things in my own life have gotten better, they still haven't gotten to the point where I'm satisfied.  Though, I am very happy with my current living situation once I pay the rent there isn't a whole lot leftover and I tend to run out of money before the next pay day.  So, I will still visit Our Daily Bread as a supplemental food source.

I didn't examine the contents of the sack except for to remove any canned fruit and other sugary items for which I do not care.  However, it wasn't until the next morning I realized what had come in the sack.


This high quality tortilla chip, a favorite Mexican snack, or staple item, is produced by none other than Paula Deen's own food company. These are probably the best tortilla chips I ever tried.  Made from all natural ingredients, I would highly recommend these chips, but I fear these chips came from the confiscation of products from store shelves after Deen's recent demise, then filtered through the Northeast Georgia Food Bank down to the community kitchen.

Furthermore, this product is made in Mexico.  According to the label, they are also produced in a "nut free" environment.  Go figure... that's what they always say! 

Bottom line, just be aware... if you use the "N" word the Brothers win all the chips!  As for the Latinos... I guess they just lost a lot of business and have learned that the "N" really stands for NUTTY!

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