used to do. She would cook bacon for me every Saturday morning when I was a kid, my grandmother

when I stayed at her house. And she'd get the bacon and she'd cut the fat off because

she thought it was not healthy, the white parts. And she'd cook it for one second, like

this tiny bit, and then she'd put it outside. And oh my God, the birds were crazy because

they love that. It's fat. And they want to get fat for winter. And it was like, well,

across the road was farm. You know what else I liked about the birds there? The little

black ones. They were cute. I don't know what they were. And little brown ones. They

were very small and cute. And they go to Africa every winter. You know how they fly for winter

to Africa. But they go in a group and they do training before they go to practice. And

it's been hedged like that across another side of the road, very long, and behind it

was farm. So they were eating worms and mice and stuff from the farm. And they would always

do like lining the road. And one had, I remember one day there was one white, mostly

of them like dark color.