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Thanksgiving approaches, there is always the struggle between tradition
and innovation in the day's menu. This is a no-holds-barred cooking
incident. This year, my daughter's boredom with a predictable dinner
outweighed her desire for the tasty familiar dishes. As an accommodating
mother, always eager to satisfy my child's every desire on her rare
visits to my home (a place where she never spent any portion of her
childhood, therefore not familiar or homey to her), I searched my
imagination for just the goody that would give delight. |
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