I have had requests for this recipe lately, so I thought I would post it. It is a recipe I grew up with; I remember making it for those days at school where we got to bring pillows and treats and read all day! I never understood the kids who moaned about our reading marathons - what could possibly be better than spending a school day reading your favorite books while eating your favorite treats. I guess not everyone knew the pleasures of A Wrinkle in Time and Fudgy Oatmeal Bars.
The way I remember this recipe being introduced to our family, is that it was one we clipped out of the newspaper. I have a lot of memories baking as a child, and this recipe is one of the best things we ever made.
When I was 12 years old, my family decided to have a family reunion in St. George. My aunt and uncle offered to bring me home with them after the reunion, but I needed to find a way to get back from California. It was up to me to earn $100 to buy my first plane ticket. I decided to create a cooking class to teach younger children how to cook. (I can't believe my amazing mother let me invite several extra small children into her kitchen multiple times a week for over a month to teach a cooking class!)
Somehow my goal was accomplished. Some of the things I remember teaching the kids how to make include homemade pretzels, english muffins, cinnamon rolls and homemade tootsie rolls. I remember being concerned about getting enough interest and so I thought I needed to pull out all the stops with my most amazing recipes. As an adult, I realize that I offered really cheap babysitting that came with a fun experience for the kids and brought home yummy food. No wonder why my class filled quickly and I was able to buy my ticket - I shoud have charged a lot more! ;-)
I look back on that time now and can't help but appreciate my mom. She helped me accomplish an awesome goal which led to a really fun summer including my first ever plane ride (which was by myself). But more than that, she taught me how to be creative and industrious and gave me confidence in my abilities. She taught me that I can do it - whatever "it" happens to be.
The way I remember this recipe being introduced to our family, is that it was one we clipped out of the newspaper. I have a lot of memories baking as a child, and this recipe is one of the best things we ever made.
When I was 12 years old, my family decided to have a family reunion in St. George. My aunt and uncle offered to bring me home with them after the reunion, but I needed to find a way to get back from California. It was up to me to earn $100 to buy my first plane ticket. I decided to create a cooking class to teach younger children how to cook. (I can't believe my amazing mother let me invite several extra small children into her kitchen multiple times a week for over a month to teach a cooking class!)
Somehow my goal was accomplished. Some of the things I remember teaching the kids how to make include homemade pretzels, english muffins, cinnamon rolls and homemade tootsie rolls. I remember being concerned about getting enough interest and so I thought I needed to pull out all the stops with my most amazing recipes. As an adult, I realize that I offered really cheap babysitting that came with a fun experience for the kids and brought home yummy food. No wonder why my class filled quickly and I was able to buy my ticket - I shoud have charged a lot more! ;-)
I look back on that time now and can't help but appreciate my mom. She helped me accomplish an awesome goal which led to a really fun summer including my first ever plane ride (which was by myself). But more than that, she taught me how to be creative and industrious and gave me confidence in my abilities. She taught me that I can do it - whatever "it" happens to be.
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