Enjoyed all your stories. Here's one on my sweet, late Mama. One day I came home from church to a smoky house and a dejected Mama. Her eyesight was failing, but she gamely attempted her no-fail pound cake. She never took herself too seriously, and chuckled about her mistake. Instead of plain flour, she'd grabbed the look-alike container of self-rising cornmeal mix! It didn't just rise, it zoomed over the pan's rim onto the floor of the oven. I sampled the unburnt cake and found it was actually pretty good, much like "yankee" cornbread muffins!

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