I LOVE thinking about all the memories that can be made when we spend time in the kitchen with those we cherish. I remember watching my Great Grandma Upton and asking her how much shortening she used in the cobbler dough she was rolling out. Anything that came out of her tiny kitchen tasted so wonderful, you took seconds when offered, whether you could eat another bite or not. AND there was always dessert, usually served warm with a scoop of ice cream on top, followed by a competative card ... View the Post