I remember eating Grandma’s coffee cake that she had made for bridge club. It was heavenly! It is funny that after all of these years I can still remember what it tasted like. Mmmmmmm.
My Mom always made sticky buns during the holidays, and when she went to Africa Dee Dee took over.
There was one time that I attempted to make them. They turned out like little, crust, burned, sugar-nut covered rocks.
Can’t wait till Christmas!