CORNBREAD MUFFINS BY MIL

We have been busy lately and ran out of cornbread. Frozen, you know---

in bags...I made and we stored...

BE would stop off to get soup at Savory Fair, and pick up a couple of

Saran-wrapped corn breads @ .66 cents each...and one bite and the

sweet, crumbly slice would crumble into a dozen pieces...

Again this happened at Sprouts with two soups, corn chowder and cream

of broccoli. And Furr's Cafeteria was the worse of all. Crumbly...crumbly!

By today, I had had it. "Help me get the stuff ready for a double whammy---

I'm'a gonna bite the bullet and make a double recipe...of corn bread muffins

that John Wayne would have been proud of in TRUE GRIT," said I to BE.

That's what I done, using one cup of powdered milk to make do. You expert

wimmin' cooks know what I mean...

There is a down-side to my making my FAMOUS MUFFINS here in the

neighborhood, The smell wafts out over the breeze...and reaches every home,

many with nice-looking wimmin', and the next thing you know, they're lined

up at the front door, with butter, plates, thermoses of coffee, and some with

that great French jelly from Smith's.

What else can I do but invite them in...and they are raucous and love my muffins!

They about clean me out and then say: "Mil, let's talk about cooking...tell us your

secrets about cornbread!"

Then I have to say: "Girls, not today, I have to clean and oil my 870...remember 

that bar in the neighborhood th'other night...well it was me that scairt him away;

didja hear that shot (over his head, of course?")

Sometimes, it's not so bad...I get a hug now and then...and maybe someone

leaves me a jar of marmalade...and we have three or four muffins left...

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MIL

4/16/16