Ruthie Cohen’s kitchen is a reflection of her relationships in life. Her salad dressings are brightened by old acquaintances.

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When we old-timers were kids, we often went to our grandparents’ house for Sunday dinner. In fact, I remember a kids’ table, usually a card table or two, squeezed in somewhere. We would pass bowls of ...