I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve sifted through this box of old handwritten recipes over the years… each time I learn something new about my heritage… the woman that left a legacy. My great grandmother passed when I was an infant and I have since lost my Grannie. Oh the stories my Grannie used to share. There is not much I wouldn’t give to hear those stories just one more time, just so I could soak them in just a little bit longer. She’s been on my mind a lot lately, September 23rd marked 11 years without her…