I am rereading this book because David gave it to me for our second anniversary last week. It is a food memoir, told through the eyes of a little girl whose mother was a terrible cook (from the "taste this and tell me if it is spoiled" school) but whose life was blessed by the presence of wonderful servants who cooked. The book is full of recipes, too. Right now I am looking forward to a time to try making Baked Apples. Actually, the sequel to this book is called Comfort Me with Apples.
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