a number of posters mentioned eating breakfast at Grandma's. After mass on Sundays we would go to my paternal grandmothers for breakfast. My Grandmother had always spoiled her kids. So we could have any variety of breakfast items but my Dad's mom made him a huge bowl of meatballs without the sauce which cued my grandfather to go down to the cellar and bring back a bottle of his home made wine. As kids we were allowed a shot glass serving of wine
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