My Grandmother (on my Mother’s side) is an amazing baker and a top-notch cook. Family and friends travel hundreds, even thousands of miles to eat her food. It is that good. She is a down-home, southern-kitchen, fresh-never-frozen, always-from-scratch culinary Goddess. I learned everything I know from her. And while I would like to think that I am just as good, I honestly do not believe that anyone truly is.
I made this guy for a friend and his father. He said it “must have been good because Dad already ate two pieces.” Apparently he isn’t too big on sweets and that was an hour after I dropped it off. Thanks, Grandma!
Be Sweet,
Heather
