Happy Monday everyone! I had a blissful weekend, despite coming down with a nasty cold – just as my husband came home, ick! Anyway, we’re starting the week off with another installment of our summer contest series with Moontree Letterpress! In case you missed it the first time, here’s a bit of background on the contest and how to enter. The winner with the best six word story will receive 50 personalized letterpress notecards! This week’s theme is “Family Recipes” – feel free to leave multiple comments/entries, and don’t be afraid to get creative!
You’ll have until 11:59 p.m. EST on Tuesday to leave your entry in the comments below, then Rebecca will announce the winner on her blog on Wednesday! And just in case you need some inspiration, you can check out these six word autobiographies. Bonne chance!
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Generations of women, united through butter.
The best Gumbo and Pralines, EVER! 🙂
Thanksgiving is incomplete without pumpkin pie.
I wish they’d write them down.
steamed artichoke heart of the family.
steamed artichoke heart of the family
I can make spaghetti and cereal.
Mom taught me spaghetti and cereal.
Grandma’s recipes never taste as good….
food is great food with wine
nothing more special than dad’s cookies
our secrets make taste buds happy
More comfortable in elastic-waist pants.
Fried, battered, buttered, smothered, covered goodness!
Crossed the Pacific into my kitchen.
Keep me warm through the winter.
Starting a family, and new traditions.
A waft of a smell, delightful.
Something wrong with Mom – lefse needed!
A: “Smells just like Grandma’s…”
Gramdmother’s showpiece, her James Joyce novel
May I have some more, please?
Full and plenty: belly and heart.
Grandma’s homemade bread serves warm memories.
Cook all day, eat all night!
Cleaver chop, chop, stir fry – yummy!
Pinch of Cheek, Handful of Hugs
Some family recipes aren’t always tasty
steamed chicken feet finger lickin’ good!
Cannot hurry while cooking curry.
Grandma’s french pancakes = family eating contests.
Grilled cheese, my heart be still.
Dad cooks – no E.R. visit.
7-up cake wafts memories of Gladys.
Home cooked meals fill my heart
Hope mine tastes just like Maw-Maw’s.
The Cajun way to show love.
It never turns out like Moms.
New school. Please be my friend.
Seaweed and squid. Wow! Be brave.
Grandma’s cooking tastes like a hug.
A tummy full of yummy – priceless!
Cookies and cupcakes make everything better!
The best ones are from memory.
a pinch of tolerance + many hugs
“butter makes everything better,” said grandma
It just doesn’t taste the same.
memories are worth more than recipes
three teaspoons love, pinch of guilt
Eleven boxes filled with Mom’s recipes.
Mom’s Julia Child’s cook book: mine.
Cristmas and family recipes are supreme.
The secret ingredient is never revealed.
Wish the Crisco stayed a secret.
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