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By Iska Lupton
Published 2021
My grandmother lived in a small town called Svedala in the south of Sweden. We used to go there to visit on holidays and in the summer. My favourite part was when I first stepped into her place and the amazing aromas of food would hit me. From the steak, potatoes, and carrots dripping with butter to the sweet smell from the chocolate cake in the oven. I still have her original handwritten recipe at home. I don’t remember specifically when she gave it to me, but I tear up every time I see it