It had to happen. This adventure can’t be all sunshine and rainbows. If I only show you the good stuff you’d be missing out on what makes this crazy. Each time I pick a recipe I cross my fingers and hope for the best. My goal is to recreate these recipes exactly as my Grandmas would have made them. If they aren’t perfection on the first try I get crafty and make them over and over again until they are delish. So there have been some rough meals along the way at our house. Fortunately we have some good friends who have found the comedy in this as I place the occasional disaster in front of them with a pleasant and apologetic smile.

I am an optimist, I’m pretty darn resourceful and creative in the kitchen but some things just need to be put out to pasture…forever. They can’t be saved! I feel like they should’ve been sealed in a long lost time capsule, never to be retrieved.

Better yet, they need a proper burial in The Graveyard.

Stay tuned this week for the Graveyard’s first resident!

btw…How crazy is it that one of Great Grandma Mary’s personal recipe books looks like a gravestone. Hopefully this isn’t a sign of what’s to come.