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By Stephanie Cunningham
Ledger Staff 

The legacy of Memaw dressing

 

November 28, 2019



I was not raised in the south. The southern heritage was imposed on me when I moved down here. I have to admit, I have thrived under the southern tutelage, and no greater lesson was learned but that of ‘Memaw Dressing’.

Now see, Memaw wasn’t my Memaw, but somehow she was everyone’s Memaw.

When you walked into her kitchen on Thanksgiving, her home smelled like love, and that’s all she gave. Memaw was the type of grandma that made other grandma’s jealous. She just loved her family, friends, church members and cousins all the same. She was quirky but in a way that made everyone...



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