An old friend named Fran gave me this recipe. All I remember is the cookies were good and Fran was a bowling buddy of mine. Those were the days. Yes, they were.
If it wasn’t for recognizing her handwriting, I wouldn’t know which recipes were from Mother or someone else. This one is hers. Did I tell you she was a great cook?
One of my Mother’s favorite casserole recipes. She had many. Just written in pencil on the back of a place mat, it’s in her handwriting and seeing her handwriting is precious to me. It isn’t fancy, but it’s good if Mother’s sharing it.