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Originally Posted by rubicon
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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Originally Posted by rubicon
On the other hand my maternal grandmother lived in a rural area and we had an opportunity s kids to take turns spending a month at grandma's in the summer. She had an extremely large garden full of vegetables and fruits and we would go out early in the morning and pick the days entries I can still see Grandma using her apron as a basket gathering fresh strawberries . Sunday's dinner was traditional Italian started promptly at noon and always with pasta accompanied by a roast of some sort. Grandma's lemonade was made to perfection. My grandfather had huge thumbs and so three of his homemade gnocchi could fill you up 
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It sounds as if you had a really happy and healthy childhood.
It's nice to hear the love for your grandparents shining through the words of your posts.
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