Ready for a new mini-memoir assignment? Well, ready or not, here it comes. My Grandma Hall made the best spaghetti ever. I can just picture her in her kitchen, apron tied around her waist, steam rolling from the stove. Her spaghetti sauce was simple - no exotic veggies or expensive Italian spices. My grandmother looked like she belonged in the kitchen (unlike me) and I don't mean in a women's lib kind of way. She just fit. She was at ease there.
So, here's your assignment; Tell me about your grandma in the kitchen.