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My great aunt was a great cook. All my other aunts would try her recipes to no avail. Years have gone by and she is long gone. Well, one day I'm cleaning out the attic, and I find an old cookbook. Inside. on index cards are recipes. Not just any recipes. My aunts recipes. Well, in each recipe I noticed she had left out a couple key ingredients when she gave them to other family members. I was so excited I bolted for the stairs, book in hand, to tell the world. I forgot I was in an attic. Smacked my head on a rafter, the book went flying, and all the recipes came out, along with a picture of my great aunt holding me as a baby. I carefully picked up all the recipes, and placed them back in the book, and put the book back in the box.