When I was a child, we would often go to an old couple's home with them after church on Sunday for a huge lunch. They lived on a farm in an old house so far back on their property it couldn't be seen from the road. I loved the big old farmhouse, playing with their grandchildren, and crossing the pasture fences on stiles. This is a recipe she gave my mother probably 65 or so years ago.
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