This morning I pulled duties as the cookery prep cook while my Cub Scout earned one more credit for planning, preparing and cleaning up breakfast. On the menu: waffles. Out of the freezer? Hardly. He mixed up the batter and made them in the family waffle maker.
My husband and I received a waffle maker as a gift when we announced our engagement. The note on the card: “We hope you enjoy this waffle maker, one of the best-kept secrets to a happy marriage!” We got it. So . . . thank you, friends, we’re still enjoying the waffles! What’s your secret?