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    I love cooking and eating polenta, but in my kitchen the taste is never the same as my grandmother's one. Cooked on her traditional wood-stove, her polenta is always special. I can never figure out what makes it so unique: the old stove and the traditional room, my grandmother's magic hands and her experienced way to bless it with a cross sign before cutting it with a cotton string, or may be her tender love for me. I think is all together!
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    The light falling on your grandmother is warm and welcoming-- much like her polenta! I love that you got down low to make this image so that her polenta and gentle expression are all we focus on in the moment. Well done, Marian!

    Kristen McNicholas
    Associate Photo Editor, Nat Geo Your Shot
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    Date Taken: Aug 19, 2017
    Date Uploaded: Dec 12, 2018
    Focal Length: 26 mm
    Shutter Speed: 1/1600 sec
    Aperture: f/7.1
    ISO: 500
    Copyright: © MARIAN PLAINO
    Categories: Food, People, Places
    Assignments: Shall We Eat?