Monkey Bread--made by Dad.
Strata--made by Mama.
The family is capable of making real cranberry sauce. . . and we do. Even a really creepy creamy one that I think has horseradish in it. But we all love the canned cranberry sauce the best. Truly. And for the holidays we usually cut it into holiday specific shapes--turkeys for Thanksgiving, stars for Christmas. (My grandmother also always made bunnies out of pear halves for Easter. . . )
And then Pepper always hanging close by the table hoping for something to conveniently fall to the floor for her.
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