Those three words can be the worst three words ever.
Usually because they were right. A while ago I found a slow cooker recipe for gumbo that was delicious. Given that the weather has been cooler I thought it would be great to have it again.
Except I can’t find the recipe again.
This had been foreshadowed last year when my oldest daughter wanted to make some cookies I had made for her while she was growing up. Except I never wrote it down or bookmarked it.
She said I needed to keep track of the recipes so I could make them when I wanted.
Turns out she was right.
But never tell her I said so.
Linda Andrews 