Every year, just before Christmas, I bake five loaves of potica bread. Depending on whom you ask, potica pronounced, po-teet-suh, is a Serbian, Slovenian, Croatian or Yugoslavian pastry, but it’s my mother’s recipe and we’re not those, we’re just us.
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