Why does nobody talk about losing the recipe when you lose the person
My mom passed in 2019 and for three years I thought her cornbread recipe was gone for good. She never wrote anything down, just a pinch of this and a handful of that, and I kept meaning to sit in her kitchen and watch her make it. Then my sister found a stained index card tucked inside an old Betty Crocker cookbook with the measurements scratched in pencil. I made it Sunday night and it came out wrong the first time, too dry, but I think I know what I did. Has anyone else had to piece together a family recipe from a card like that, and how did you know when you finally got it right?