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		<title>By: Gail</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-155867</link>
		<dc:creator>Gail</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2010 20:23:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Although I grew up in the city, most of my large extended family lived on farms where they raised everything they ate.  One Thanksgiving when I was 12, my uncle brought in the freshly slaughtered turkey.  The large feathers had been removed, and my 11-year old  cousin and I were assigned the task of removing the remaining pin feathers.  I will never forget how hard we worked pulling out all those small feathers.  The turkey&#039;s revenge:  when we pressed on him too hard, he surprised us with a large poop!   The family had a roaring laugh about the city girl running away from the Thanksgiving turkey!  It&#039;s only Butterball on my table now, but this is such a funny memory to share with my granddaughter as we prepare our frozen turkey.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Although I grew up in the city, most of my large extended family lived on farms where they raised everything they ate.  One Thanksgiving when I was 12, my uncle brought in the freshly slaughtered turkey.  The large feathers had been removed, and my 11-year old  cousin and I were assigned the task of removing the remaining pin feathers.  I will never forget how hard we worked pulling out all those small feathers.  The turkey&#8217;s revenge:  when we pressed on him too hard, he surprised us with a large poop!   The family had a roaring laugh about the city girl running away from the Thanksgiving turkey!  It&#8217;s only Butterball on my table now, but this is such a funny memory to share with my granddaughter as we prepare our frozen turkey.</p>
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		<title>By: Jenn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jenn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 10:49:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favorite memory is making spaghetti &amp; meatballs with my Gramdma.  Her sauce was the the best and the  sauce was delicious  too.
Grandma has been gone 5 years now and even though we try to duplicate that recipe....it just doesn&#039;t taste the same without that little pinch of Grandma&#039;s love.  &lt;3</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favorite memory is making spaghetti &amp; meatballs with my Gramdma.  Her sauce was the the best and the  sauce was delicious  too.<br />
Grandma has been gone 5 years now and even though we try to duplicate that recipe&#8230;.it just doesn&#8217;t taste the same without that little pinch of Grandma&#8217;s love.  &lt;3</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137543</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 21:11:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Favorite memory: picking blueberries at the cabin in Maine and taking them back to Grandma to make muffins.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Favorite memory: picking blueberries at the cabin in Maine and taking them back to Grandma to make muffins.</p>
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		<title>By: ky</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137539</link>
		<dc:creator>ky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 20:10:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Making rice pudding with my grandmother</description>
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		<title>By: Dena Semkowski</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137510</link>
		<dc:creator>Dena Semkowski</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 17:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favourite childhood food memory includes my whole family, every sunday, for a get together at my grandma&#039;s house.  Fortunately we still have this tradition, but a few very important people are now there only in spirit.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favourite childhood food memory includes my whole family, every sunday, for a get together at my grandma&#8217;s house.  Fortunately we still have this tradition, but a few very important people are now there only in spirit.</p>
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		<title>By: Cinemarie</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137508</link>
		<dc:creator>Cinemarie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 17:39:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My mom used to make me this weird thing that I used to love - I can&#039;t remember for sure what all the ingredients were but it involved dipping a slice of bread in milk and sprinkling a bunch of brown sugar on top of it... I should ask her how she used to make it and try it - it&#039;s still a bit of a mystery to me :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My mom used to make me this weird thing that I used to love &#8211; I can&#8217;t remember for sure what all the ingredients were but it involved dipping a slice of bread in milk and sprinkling a bunch of brown sugar on top of it&#8230; I should ask her how she used to make it and try it &#8211; it&#8217;s still a bit of a mystery to me <img src='http://www.eatliverun.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Kelsey</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137500</link>
		<dc:creator>Kelsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 16:31:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favorite childhood food recipe was when my grandma taught my how to make chicken an dumplins. I was probably 6 years old. I remember make the noodles from hand and being covered in flour! Another fond food memory from my childhood was making a gingerbread house. We worked so hard on it... then in the middle of the night we hear &quot;CRASH&quot;... we go into the kitchen and the cat is eating the remainders of our demolished house.... how sad.. we all ate it the next day :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favorite childhood food recipe was when my grandma taught my how to make chicken an dumplins. I was probably 6 years old. I remember make the noodles from hand and being covered in flour! Another fond food memory from my childhood was making a gingerbread house. We worked so hard on it&#8230; then in the middle of the night we hear &#8220;CRASH&#8221;&#8230; we go into the kitchen and the cat is eating the remainders of our demolished house&#8230;. how sad.. we all ate it the next day <img src='http://www.eatliverun.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Pippa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Pippa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 16:30:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favorite food memory is being invited over to my godparents&#039; house to make dinner when I was younger.  I have 2 sisters and all three of us were invited to make our first dinner with my godparents (who are excellent cooks!) when we turned 5.  I was sooo jealous of my older sister when she turned 5.  Since then, my godfather, who is from Tennessee, has taught me to make amazing buttermilk biscuits with Lilly White flour and blueberry pies!  My godmother still teases me that I requested Asparagus soup on my first visit.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favorite food memory is being invited over to my godparents&#8217; house to make dinner when I was younger.  I have 2 sisters and all three of us were invited to make our first dinner with my godparents (who are excellent cooks!) when we turned 5.  I was sooo jealous of my older sister when she turned 5.  Since then, my godfather, who is from Tennessee, has taught me to make amazing buttermilk biscuits with Lilly White flour and blueberry pies!  My godmother still teases me that I requested Asparagus soup on my first visit.</p>
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		<title>By: Claudia</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137498</link>
		<dc:creator>Claudia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 16:20:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>picking grapes from my grandmothers garden and the fact that my mom made everything from scratch.  she is such an awesome cook and always fed us great food.  i still remember her making yogurt, and we would eat it with cantaloupe and a drizzle of honey.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>picking grapes from my grandmothers garden and the fact that my mom made everything from scratch.  she is such an awesome cook and always fed us great food.  i still remember her making yogurt, and we would eat it with cantaloupe and a drizzle of honey.</p>
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		<title>By: Cynthia</title>
		<link>http://www.eatliverun.com/my-gift-to-you/#comment-137497</link>
		<dc:creator>Cynthia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 16:08:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>picking blueberries from my grandmother&#039;s garden with my sister and my grandparents. most of the times, we would eat them straight from the bush!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>picking blueberries from my grandmother&#8217;s garden with my sister and my grandparents. most of the times, we would eat them straight from the bush!</p>
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