Dear Friends,
Remember the array of wonderful foods your grandmother served so proudly. Crispy chicken heaped on lovely ironstone platters, juicy apples bubbling between layers of flaky-tender pastry, golden biscuits piping hot and all the other favorties of years gone by?
I do remember my grandmother having our family over every Sunday for her home cooked dinners. The sights and smells were wonderful and I remember them to this day. I strive to recreate these meals with the hope that my guests will recall them with the same memories that I carry of my grandmothers Sunday meals.
*Sorry, we do not have handicap access, nor are we able to accommodate special meal requests
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