My Nana’s coleslaw, a lighter and brighter slaw
By Amanda Rose | Cabbage
My mother was not much for salads. What she called a salad was a wedge of iceberg lettuce doused with a mixture of ketchup and mayonnaise. Ugh! I grew up salad-less, except for visits to Nana’s house — my Gram. Nana always had fresh leaf lettuce growing among her pansies. With such availability, she served […]
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