The Recipe Note: How My Aunt’s County Fair Lie Exposed a Secret from 1964That aunt got exactly what she deserved in front of the whole town. Stealing credit for a dead woman’s recipe is one thing, but trying to erase the real history of where that family came from is just cold. I am so glad the judge turned that card over.
The smell of the poultry barn was about fifty yards down the midway, mixed in with the grease...