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Enjoying Extended Family—Reunions, Get-together and Good Old-Fashioned Sunday Dinners
I grew up in an Italian-American family. My grandmother was a true Sunday-gravy-on-the-stove, family-means-everything Italian grandma. For most of my early childhood, we lived in an apartment built above Nani and Papa’s garage in a Chicago suburb. And although we were constantly around our grandparents, we would still love getting together for big family celebrations…
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Digging in the Dirt — Gardening Memories to Cherish
“In spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” —Margaret Atwood. Did you have a vegetable garden when you were younger? Or do you remember going to your grandparents’ farm for the summer and helping pick luscious berries or tomatoes? I grew up in suburban Chicago, so we didn’t have acres…