Breakfast at Tiffany’s
by Lois Monroe
In this 1960’s Broadway hit, Holly Golightly, has a dream of going to Tiffany’s Jewelers and ordering anything she wants. Well, it was much this format of going to Grandma Fern’s for breakfast as a child in Marion, Indiana. She was so excited when our family visited from Ohio for a weekend, that in the evening she would go around to each of us and “get our order” for breakfast.
Daddy always wanted sausage and biscuits. Mom was just so pleased not having to cook that anything put on the table was just fine with her.
We kids always wanted bacon and eggs and/or sour milk pancakes with homemade syrup.
Since Grandma was a “depression cook,” her pancakes were made without baking powder, thus making them more of a crepe, flat and thin. Her syrup consisted of sugar water, boiled, but still more like water than thick, maple syrup.
Somehow, though, when Grandma spread her feast, we were in heaven! IHOP would have to go far to compete with her breakfast served with a big helping of Love.
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