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Last Bite
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BY JENNIFER L. RUBENSTEIN
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he smiles. The laughter. The feeling of home. All echo in this kitchen. My mother (better known as Pretty Grandma), my daughters and one set of my nieces and nephews all gather in the kitchen for a lesson of love. This lesson, much like the ones given to me by my own grandmother, will warm the hearts of these little ones for a lifetime. Measuring the sugar, stirring the batter, scooping the cookies and licking the leftover (sometimes not-so-leftover) batter and begging for just one more bite—a recipe I hope will continue to be passed down for generations. Through a mother’s eyes, cooking with love is just about the most precious gift that can be given to anyone. Thank you, Mom (and Dad), for making these memories with our children. With love,
Your favorite daughter
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edible INDY winter 2016
