My earlist memories of Grandmother were not in Minnisota but California. She would arrive in a new car, usually white, just like her hair.

I thought it was cool that Grandmother had a CB radio, her handle was the White Minx. She put so many miles on her cars because of how often she drove across country to see all her family. 

So out of the trunk would come the turky roaster, moca mix creamer, Minnesota wild rice, rice crispys and white chocolate. Everything needed for a Holiday feast. In my early years Grandmother made the holidays special and brought it across country on wheels.