Just the best


I just want to thank you for the stuffing recipe. No dried cranberries or quinoa, just the normal stuff like my Grandma used to make. But she didn’t have a recipe and I was too much of a fool to ever ask her for it, so it died with her…Until last weekend. The smell of your stuffing when we passed it at the table brought tears to my eyes. My sister’s too. It was like going back in time. After all these years I thought those memories were all gone, but for a few golden moments, I was 10 again, eating at the kid’s table in my Grandparent’s kitchen. As I write this, I can smell her cologne, hear her voice, feel her hugging me like she always did, like we’d better do it now before we ran out. I can’t thank you enough.

Marnie Wilkes Hanson

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