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I remember my mom would make pumpkin bread for us on Christmas morning. The whole family would gather from all across the country to our farm in Tennessee--your typical plantation house on several acres, complete with a wrap-around porch, wicker rocking chairs, and a chess board. The rooster would crow, announcing time to wake up, and I would run down the stairs, excited not only for the presents, but also for the warm, gooey cinammon taste that always marked the occasion. The smell of fresh dough baking in the oven, coupled with the sweet smell of caramel always reminds me of home. The following steps indicate how you can make your own pumpkin bread and your own family tradition.
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