Thanks for this. I brings to mind my own Gran. To her, a gourmet meal was lamb shank stew. To me, as a child, it was the ultimate comfort food. I'm not sure what my Mom's reaction was, but I always wanted my Gran's lamb shank stew for my birthday. I wish I still could have it--I've tried to duplicate it, but it's never quite right. As a result of the Depression, she would always count the cost of each plate. Even when she was in her nineties, she would tell me to the penny what the sandwich she made me cost!
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