I love having the hand writing of people I care about. I found this recipe card given to me by a friend when we were visiting her parents in Chilliwack, BC many years ago. The card was in a drawer. I was saving the writing, not so much the recipe, though the cake was good, I remember. I might make it this weekend. Having that writing is like having a visit. I've saved every letter I've ever received, and sometimes I just pull them out to look at those thoughtful marks that were put on paper, intended just for me.
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