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posted 12/10/2011
When I was growing up, a Syrian lady who lived across the street used to bring us home-cooked food. A thoroughly American kid, I turned up my nose at the stuffed grape leaves and other strange things. Nobody has ever claimed St. Clair Shores isn't provincial.
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