
For years my grandmother made me a sandwich every Saturday morning: half white bread, two slices deli meat, some sliced ham, tomato, mustard, lettuce, pickle, mayo, or cheddar cheese, whichever topping I preferred. As I got older, she prepared a pot pie instead: a large egg yolk mixed into the egg whites, cooked until thick, then mashed in a bowl of butter and sugar and heated over low heat to brown. Occasionally, she added chopped fruit—apples, peaches, blueberries, cherries, cantaloupe, plums, oranges—to the dish and served it warm. The smell of her cooking filled the kitchen, and often she would say, “It tastes so good! You won’t believe how delicious your sandwiches will be tomorrowYour mother is so proud of you!” On hot summer days, we might sit at the table on the floor of our parent's bedrooms with our grandparents and their parents, watching as they pulled out plates of fresh-baked loaves or freshly steaming bowls. My favorite was always afternoons when people visiting from work and vacationing would drop by to make sure we had something tasty to share. Most days there were no visitors, and the dishes I usually used to prepare for these gatherings remained in the freezer. One weekend, however, a man I didn’t even know showed up, stopping off at our house just to check. He came to bring his wife—and later his children, a boy and a girl—and she asked him to have some eggs for breakfast. He said yes quickly. In a few hours he would drive back to take us all out to eat. That first Sunday I made our favorite sandwich: half white bread, one slice deli meat, some sliced ham, tomatoes, mustard, lettuce, pickle, and the whole egg scrambled. It was amazing the way everything came together. I am not a huge fried chicken fan; I prefer grilled meat, and this did not disappoint. When we arrived, the whole family stopped and stared at the food on the table. After several bites, everybody started to laugh and talk with each other, so I figured it was time to move on. Then that woman stopped next to me and said, “You’re probably too hungry to eat right now. Do you want some soup?” She handed me a cup with her left hand, and I knew that I would need that. Now that the meal was ready, I thanked everyone and explained what my job had been like that day, but I would not leave without eating. Before leaving, she told me that everyone wanted to meet in the driveway again in the evening if we could not come back before dark. She promised me an ice cream after dinner, and she left our home with a smile on her face.
Fruits

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Vegetables
Image by congerdesign from Pixabay Vegetables offer plenty of vitamins and
minerals, which can help fight off disease. They are also inexpensive
and portable. Vegetable oil is not only healthier than animal (and
sometimes vegetable) oils because it does not cause inflammation (which
causes chronic diseases like heart disease), but it helps you maintain a
healthy body weight (especially because vegetabl.Gluaths are believed
to protect against certain cancers.
protein

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