Remembering saturday morning breakfast when I was a teen.
It all sounds wonderful. Your dad did the right thing in encouraging you to cook as a child. It is such a necessary skill. Good work.
Christine
I remember my grandma’s flaky homemade biscuits and homemade blackberry jam for breakfast. That was a delicious treat!
Sounds yummy! I love blackberries. I go in the summer to my aunt’s house to pick them. (I’d love to leave the chiggers in the patch, however.)
You’re not a very nice friend! You always make me hungry.
Sounds good, what time tomorrow morning?!? No, this was nice. I enjoyed it very much. Thank you for the share.
Now I’m hungry, but for me I would have to add Pancakes.
Thanks for the share! I am remembering the weekends at my grandparents . . . I will publish that on triond . . .
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