This year, for the first time since the early 1950s, my grandmother is not throwing a holiday party. Two strokes this summer meant that she had to give up her home and move to a senior citizen complex with her sister. It also has meant that my grandma's famous cooking has changed because she cannot remember the when and how. (I still can't
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I learned a lot about how not to cook from my family, but I also learned the joy of a well-baked loaf of bread, a carefully-canned jar of jam or jelly, and a kitchen filled with the scent of contentment.
Blessings to you and yours this holiday season, and thank you for the gift of your friendship.
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Thanks for sharing that beautiful tribute to your elder generation.
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Thanks for sharing this post. (Qn: what's dump cake?)
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Thank you.
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