When I was a little girl, mom had it stocked with lots of stuff from canned foods – some in canning jars – to dried beans and spices. Our moderately stocked pantry was a symbol of comfort and security for our family. It was never bare or barren. When you looked in my mom’s pantry, you immediately knew that she was a cook whose objective was to make sure her family was well feed with hearty, rib sticking, and filling meals. Continue reading
Oh how I love thee my rustic, crispy delights. I love thee in the morning and I love thee at night.
Whether store bought or hot off the griddle, I am in a love affair with waffles and have been since I was a child. I can eat them any time, any place and anywhere.
You see pancakes, though light and fluffy, can’t hold a cup of syrup to waffles, literally. But the little nooks baked into the surface of waffles can cradle the syrup along with butter too. Now that’s what I ‘m talking bout! Continue reading