I love my grandma.
That’s all I can think with each delicious bite of my waffle. She sent up a jar of rhubarb-blueberry jam and I have slathered my waffle with it. It is heavenly and my grandmother is a saint.
I love gifts of home-made food. I don’t think anything can show your love for a person better than something that both sustains life and provides pleasure.
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