Suburban Chicago, June 1963. We called my paternal Grandmother "Baba." I don't think I mentioned that earlier. In this image, she and I stand next to the backyard steps that led up to the kitchen door. When Tatjana removed an apple pie from the oven, she placed it on the top handrail of the steps. The pies were not remarkable (she used packaged crusts, and she sometimes underbaked pies), but I have a fresh memory of a warm pie cooling off outside the kitchen door.
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to get that kind of expression out of The Blonde, her parents would say, "Make a snoot".
I made this face often. I will go back and add a "facial expression" label!
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