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   everything at the hospital," Carnes told me. People seemed to love   
   them. Mary handed over the recipe after she was diagnosed as having   
   terminal breast cancer. "She said, 'Please make my meatballs. And   
   remember me.'" She died in 1995.   
      
   Right now, Carnes is in the middle of putting together a family   
   cookbook, using an old collection of her aunt's as a scaffold for her   
   own additions--clipped from copies of Taste of Home, printed out from   
   Allrecipes, or kept on a scrap of paper, then painstakingly typed up.   
   So far, she's collected more than a thousand entries; Mary's   
   Meatballs is among them. Now she's got to find a way to actually   
   print and share the volume with her family. If only there were a   
   place for all this--a forum big and lawless enough to host several   
   generations' worth of eclectic culinary lore. "Well," she said with a   
   sigh. "That's the bugaboo."   
      
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