what are grandmother's for? We hug, we love, we bake cookies, and we mend things.

That's not exactly how I remember my grandmother. When my mother would go on one of her benders and we were forced to stay with granny, she fed us a disgusting concoction of stale bread crusts and milk and, she had an outside toilet without electricity, so we were forced to pee in a po after dark. The ignominy of it!