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Sunday dinner at grans

I remember Sunday dinner that granny used to make enough to feed an army piled on each and every plate three kinds of potatoes boiled, mashed and roast Chicken, pork & roast beef and a glass of wine to toast and veggies from her garden that grew right there herself no canned corn from Guatemala would you find upon her shelf there'd be carrots, peas and parnips brocolli & cabbage too and anything that wasn't ate ended up in her famous stew but desserts, they were the best bit there was custard, pies and tarts an the only bad thing 'bout it all was knowing where to start
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May 20, 2010
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