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Submitted by:
Millie Feather
Provided by:
Taste of Home
IT WAS probably 45 years ago when the thrashers came to dinner at our house and Mother served this bread. Today, every time I bake it, I get nostalgic for those days. My parents were emigrants from Czechoslovakia and couldn't speak English very well. The thrashers hardly talked anyway - they were too busy enjoying Mother's delicious food! -Millie Feather, Baroda, Michigan
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