I just grabbed the Boston Globe from the front porch and there is a huge picture of fruit slices on the front page of the Food section. Boy, does that strike a sentimental chord. My Grandma Morrow loved those fruit slices. Truth be told, Grandma loved anything that was sweet: jelly beans were a big favorite, Pepperidge Farm loaf cake was always in her "Frigidaire". I didn't get my love of cooking from her (to be fair, by the time I came along, she had raised 8 children, and I was 14 of 33 grandchildren, she was probably just tired of cooking, and was happy there was someone else to do it), but I do love Grandma's fruit slices, and I can bet I'll be stopping to buy some today.
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