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Im remembering my grandma brantners, home made cooking, and especially, her apple pies
as a kid, when we visited her and grandpa , we loved to indulge in her home made apple pies, and ate and ate we never were shy
The food and meals, that- grandma cooked
were better than any other meal, prepared from any other famous chef of any cook book
Grandma, she was the master chef
she cooked humming along, no written recipes only her top secrets of her ingredients, to herself she kept
Grandma, and grandpa, they had five apple trees
grandma, she made hundreds of apple pies, and gave them to folks at the church,
all around town, neighbors and family, and me, just for FREE
By john d jungers
21--JUNE--2016
as a kid, when we visited her and grandpa , we loved to indulge in her home made apple pies, and ate and ate we never were shy
The food and meals, that- grandma cooked
were better than any other meal, prepared from any other famous chef of any cook book
Grandma, she was the master chef
she cooked humming along, no written recipes only her top secrets of her ingredients, to herself she kept
Grandma, and grandpa, they had five apple trees
grandma, she made hundreds of apple pies, and gave them to folks at the church,
all around town, neighbors and family, and me, just for FREE
By john d jungers
21--JUNE--2016
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Im remembering my grandmas , home made cooking, and especially her apple pies
Im remembering my grandmas , home made cooking, and especially her apple pies