We’ve been trying to pare down here at home and I cleared out the cook books yesterday. I pulled out a binder of old clipped recipes and cards. It will be pulled apart with the best ones scanned and moved over to Evernote.
Here’s one from my grandmother Marion (1900-1991). It was one of her breakfast favorites. She must have copied it for me when I was about 9 and just becoming interested in baking. I’m ashamed to admit I’ve never made it. My aunt is the real baker/cooker in the family, so I got a taste on our last visit to New Jersey.
So nice to see her handwriting again. I miss my grandmother dearly.