I first learned I had the habit of eating bread and potatoes when I was younger. At the age about 8 or 9 (or even younger) I remembered being at grandma’s house over the summer. Every night I would sneak in the kitchen and get two slices of sunbeam bread out of the bread box. Grandma didn’t like me eating all that bread and often told me to get an apple and go sit down somewhere. Every morning I would be the first person at the kitchen table, the smell would wake me up and carry me straight to the kitchen. Grandma was such a great cook.
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