Icome from a family of great cooks. My parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins can all throw down in the kitchen, whipping up dishes I can only dream of making.

I didn't grow up watching them cook, absorbing the details behind every scent and flavor profile, but I know what good food tastes like. I crave that warm feeling of nostalgia that washes over me when a dish tastes just right.

With Thanksgiving fast approaching, I'm committed to capturing that feeling in my own cooking, one recipe at a time.

I could try something new, maybe even take a look back at the "Sound of Ideas" series "The Menu" for some fresh inspiration, but to perfect the basics, I decided to got to one of my most reliable sources: my grandmother.

She taught me my first word, treated me to oatmeal raisin c

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