As a child, I used to take the train up from Berkeley to visit grandma Jessie in Sacramento. I thought her trim little bungalow in E Street was a palace. In the hot summer months, we drank root beer floats in the back porch. In the cooler months we shared hot tea and her buttery warm bread, warm from the oven. Jim Lommasson

Grandma Jessie’s Scottish Shortbread

My grandmother, Jessie King, was born in 1889 in a house on Holburn Street in Aberdeen, Scotland. Jessie was one of 13 children, 11 of whom survived childhood.