It's the holidays, and that means the season for large family dinners. Many years ago, in the Southside Chicago neighborhood of Brainerd, my mother and father (seen in the photographs above back in 1957) would cook all the holiday dinners, attended by myself, my sister Susan, my grandparents from both sides of the family, and other assorted relatives. When we had turkey, my father would roast it in the oven and my mother's mother would make her famous sausage dressing. My sister recently remarked this past Thanksgiving Day that it all seemed so effortless - effortless until you grow up and have to do all the work yourself. Surprise!
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