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... Most summer evenings, the entire family crowded onto Grandma's front steps in the shade of a massive oak. Grandma served bowls of steaming shortcake topped with crisp, sweet strawberries drowning in cold milk. Sometimes, we'd get a strawberry pie.

A few years ago, I planted 12 strawberry plants and coaxed a few jars of jam and one strawberry pie from them.

Last year, I invited the neighborhood to pick. We couldn't keep up.

The reward for all this garden work comes in a bowl of strawberry shortcake shared with family on the front porch. Summer traditions continue one berry at a time. ...

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