These are a family favorite. When everyone is home, we need to make a double batch. My oldest kids would fight over who got the corner pieces because they were so tall in the oven. Originally the recipe was called Hoot-n-Anny pancakes. But my oldest would call them Hoot-n-Yummy and the name stuck.

As a Mom of young kids, I was always looking for ways to stretch our budget. We often made home made pizza. our favorite way to measure how much sauce we needed for each pizza was to make a smiley face on top of the pizza dough. It’s always just the right amount of sauce.

I can make the whole house emerge from their bedrooms and offices just by making up a pot of this Kettle Corn. One Halloween, my oldest had a Halloween party and showed the Dr. Who episode “Blink”. His sister as a teenager didn’t like to mow our back lawn because she could see the neighbor’s lawn ornaments which happened to be angels.

This was probably the first salad I ate that was pre dressed and had spinach in it. It was so delicious that it has become my go to salad to impress at a gathering.

I have come to love tacos made from veggies. Especially Zucchini. I’m not sure what is in Zucchini but it can turn my day from one that I’m struggling though into a day where things roll off my back. Mu heart sings when I think of making and eating veggie tacos. And I just want to dance.

This rice a roni taste alike recipe is so loved in my house that my oldest dubbed it Yummy Rice. I have yet to find a child who doesn’t love this.

These bread rolls are a holiday favorite at our extended family parties. Aunt Sharen makes them by the multiple cookie sheet full and always goes home with empty cookie sheets. Her family would make an assembly line to get all the breadsticks made in time.

My mom often made this granola. I started making it for my own kids and now my husband occasionally takes up the responsibility. A batch of our granola doesn’t last too long.

When my kids were little, we loved buying Pumpkin Chocolate Chip cookies from the local grocery store bakery. When I moved to the East Coast I discovered that I had to bake them myself. I started taking them to afterschool Art Club and the kids love them.

My Grandfather was a missionary in 1918 in Austin, Texas. One hot day, his companion and he came home for lunch and my grandpa took a bath to cool down. His companion walked in on him, and found him in the bath tub with his tie still tied around his neck. His companion said, “Elder, what are you doing?” My grandfather replied: “I tied this tie right once today and I’m not going to tie it twice.”

During the Depression, by Dad’s Grandpa farmed hay. Times were hard. Crops failed. Machinery broke. One day, something happened that broke the hard working man. He said, “If there is a God in Heaven, may he strike me down.” A few days later on a clear blue day, he was working in the field when along came a little cloud and struck him with a lightning bolt. He lived to tell the tale and after he healed up, he put back on the clothes he wore when he was struck to hand down to his children’s children’s children…me