Good Old Days: The Kitchen War between My Grandma and Me

My grandmother was always watching me like a hawk so that I didn’t sneak food from plates she had labored herself to prepare before meals.  When I got caught, she smiled kindly and warmly at me and pinched my lips really hard until my eyes rolled back in my head.

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