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I close my eyes and still smell the waft of fresh-baked bread, see her roughened hard-working hands shaping pie crusts for freshly picked blackberry pies, gently swaying while humming gospel hymns. The bistro is named "Zerelda's" in honor of my sweet grandma. She was a wonderful cook, mother, and grandmother whose food inspired and taught me the fundamentals of cooking. She helped me appreciate the meaning of "bringing family together" with food.
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