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Personal Narrative: My Food Heritage As Second-Hand Heritage

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I think of my food heritage as second-hand heritage. I never had a rich food heritage growing up, but my parents did. They both grew up on farms in rural Romania. They raised their own chickens, cows, and pigs. They knew, and on a daily basis did, milk cows, collect eggs, kill and pluck a chicken to cook, and made do with the grains and produce they grew themselves. My mother told me the story of how she was a teenager when she tried coffee for the first time. I, on the other hand, grew up in Florida about fifteen years after my parents moved to America. My mother still cooked the same food that she was taught to make and eat when she was growing up in Romania, but she went grocery shopping a few blocks away for her chicken and flour instead

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