It's not anything fancy – kind of like him. He never put on any kinds of airs. It's just cornbread that's crumbled up with milk poured over it.
Later in life, he used to get really bad heartburn and this was one of the few things that he could still eat that he enjoyed without consequence.
So, I made myself some and thought fondly of the memories we shared.
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That's so nice, and a big coincidence because I have just put a large pan of "bread pudding" in the oven to bake - thinking about my Mom, as she used to make it all the time.
my grandaddy always ate his in a glass!
I love this post. It brought back so many memories....too much to type here but I did blog about it. :) http://secondsurf.com/wordpress/2012/01/25/the-times-are-always-changin/
Thanks for writing about it.
This brings up memories. My grandmother used to make this for us for breakfast.
you made me remember my dad, he used to eat that too with white sugar. he died at 76 in 2007 and i sure miss him.
Just crusin the blogs, like this one. I was thinking about corn bread and milk in a glass. I like to cut onion up in mine.
Good Blog.
This post made me cry and also made me miss my grandma and really want to make cracker cereal out of broken up Club crackers, cinnamon, and sugar.
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