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As I'm standing at the kitchen counter tearing bread apart to make another batch of stuffing, my mind drifted back to when I was a wee lad. It was always my job to tear the bread apart for when mom made stuffing for our Thanksgiving dinner. An additional memory flashed in my mind, it seemed that after coming in from playing in the snow it was like a tradition that mom had grilled cheese sandwiches, tomatoes soup and a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows or marshmallow fluff on top. Good Memories.