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Tales by the daughter of a great cook

November 27, 2019 - 00:00
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Tales by the daughter of a great cook

When I woke up and walked into the kitchen I knew Thanksgiving was coming soon. That’s when I saw light bread lined up on the counters, on top of the bread box and on every other surface. It was the ‘50s and a sure sign we’d have dressing to go with ...

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