In her essay about the rise and fall of the recipe card, Katie Arnold-Ratliff asked Slate readers to submit holiday dessert recipe cards, ones that had been handed down for at least two generations and had the loving traces of a grandmother’s hand—beautiful cursive, thumbprints of grease, smatterings of powdered sugar.
We received dozens of lovely, touching submissions, with recipes for traditional Scandanavian cookies from Norwegian ancestors, apple sauce cake from a long lost luncheonette run by a great-grandmother in the 1930s, and whole wheat challah from an uncle, the card still taped to his pantry.
Herewith, a slide show of these little pieces of history.
TODAY IN SLATE
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Theo’s Joint and Vanessa’s Whiskey
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The Other Huxtable Effect
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