Good food is worth a thousand words—sometimes more! In My Family Recipe, a writer shares the story of a single dish they’ve inherited, and why it’s meaningful to them.
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The night before a long road trip, my mother always fried chicken. She wrapped each piece in waxed paper, enough for three hungry kids, and packed them in a tin-lined cooler. Then, she boiled eggs and filled a large thermos with orange Tang. (This was 1962, before the rise of fast food franchises on the freeway.) She was a thrifty traveler.
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The Fried Chicken That's Been on Every Family Trip With Me Since 1962