Doesn’t it look gorgeous?
Looks like there’s got to be something special inside.
And after six hours, there had better be.
Doesn’t it look gorgeous?
Looks like there’s got to be something special inside.
And after six hours, there had better be.
I don’t know why I haven’t made these until now. So simple, so warm and sweet and savory and yummy.
The recipe is part of a collection of family-and-friend recipes my mother put together before Bill and I were married. This one came from Bill’s mother. Actually, from his mother’s mother-in-law. And who knows where it came from before that.
Someone in Boston, presumably. Heh heh.