One thing you could have again!

My grandma was the worst cook ever. She never cooked anything but instead lived on Lipton Cup of Soup and oyster crackers. She also ate instant coffee from the jar because she didn’t like having to go to the bathroom from drinking it, she lived in a Tri Level house and it was a lot of stairs. The one thing she did make that I remember was homemade, hand beaten cake frosting, which was some high powered sugar extravaganza that soaked into the cake. My brother used to know that recipe because he would make it and freeze it, and eat it like ice cream!

Yep, we’re weird!