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One of the good memories of my father: he liked to read through cookbooks from the library at the kitchen table.  I remember the sound of the crinkly dust jackets, and the turning pages.

I remembered this while looking for soup recipes among my own cookbooks at my own table over breakfast.

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2 Comments

  1. Love this. Hope you draw a series of cozy memories or scenes.

    • Thank you, Steph! It felt good to have a happy memory of my dad (there are unfortunately many unhappy ones). The good ones tend to have something to do with his fondness for cooking. If I can get in the habit of drawing (and cooking!) more there may be a follow up or two. :) ________________________________


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