Family myth

My family has a myth that is passed down, so that at every family gathering we bring this up. The myth is that my grandpa Hutzy, who is actually my great grandpa on my dad’s side, was a stealing lying cheater. At least once at every family event something done is out of respect for him. Whether it be trying to cheat in a card game or perhaps trying to steal the best part of the food. Oh, and I don’t know why his name is grandpa Hutzy either, it just is. That wasn’t his name though. Did I mention there’s a rumor he was a bootlegger too? He came to America during Prohibition, and the rumor is that he started bootlegging once he was here. I don’t know if this is true, but it’s certainly cool to tell people.
It never fails. Every Memorial Day I head to my grandma’s house for a parade that goes up the hill in her town, and to the cemetery. There are a few speakers, a few things read, then the guns are shot. When we were little me and my sisters and our cousin (really second cousin) would all try to get the shells to these shots, it was the cool thing to do. We’d try to get the most. Then we would go down to my Grandpa’s grave, and behind it, maybe in front depending on the direction, is Hutzy grandpa’s and his wife’s. We would stick little American flags that we got every year into the ground next to their gravestone, and over it we’ll lay flowers. Once we are done with that everyone is ready to go to breakfast.
Breakfast is what everyone looks forward to most. Eggs, bacon, sausage, fresh strawberries, water melon, cantaloupe, and rashti. Rashti is shredded potatoes (like with a cheese shredder) that are cooked on the stove top with a plate over top of it. When it is down, there’s a nice crispy, almost hash brown like crust that will be on top when you flip the skillet over. This comes to the table, and almost inevitably there will be someone, probably my dad in all honesty, that will have their fork ready to swipe this crispy top. For the longest time I didn’t like it at all. But everyone else loved it, and apparently so did Hutzy grandpa. To be continued….