When I was in college (SLO 1980-1985) my dear Mother would send her breadsticks and Molinari salami. My sister would send fierce 101 rum cake. The first year of college I was headed home to surprise my parents and hit the pheasant opener. A rollover in my CJ-7 on 101 outside Hollister. I had a fair bit of left face road rash that would glow when I drank alcohol. It would later glow when I ate my sisters rum cake.
