was terrified of the oven. I’d watch from a distance as my mom opened the heavy door to reveal wavy lines like I’d seen on hot asphalt in the summer. Against all sense and reason, she’d reach in with the better part of her arm to retrieve a bubbling casserole of macaroni and cheese, a strawberry-rhubarb pie, or a bronzed chicken, with nothing
DANGER! THRILLING FOOD AHEAD
Aug 09, 2022
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