Clementine Paddleford

“Anyone growing up in Abilene, Kansas, has what the Midwest calls a “goodly heri­tage.” There the prairie is always within sight and sound, a landscape lovely in its wide monotony. It’s a place where neighbor is a common word, where caste or race doesn’t count.

It’s a place where lunch is the fillingest meal, supper almost as ample, this supple­mented by the bedtime snack. It’s a place where the best recipes are hand-downs from mothers to daughters…”