When I was growing up in the 60s, the holidays at my family’s farmhouse in Norway, and for that matter, those of my friends and relatives, were a flurry of cooking and baking. My grandmother Hope, and later, my aunt Faith, simmered pots of green tomatoes and spices… Read More
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Visions of Christmas Cookies dance in their heads
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Visions of Christmas Cookies dance in their heads