I have always had a passion for flea markets. There’s something thrilling about rummaging through odds and ends, searching for that one hidden treasure among the discarded items. This love for treasure hunting began when I was eleven, spending summers with my grandmother in New England. We would explore every flea market and street fair within a hundred miles, searching for what she affectionately called “preloved jewels.”Even now, as a mother and grandmother, nothing excites me more than sifting through trays of miscellaneous items, hoping to find a glimmer of something valuable.
CONDENSED MILK COOKIES
My nana made this every year but I kept forgetting to write it down. So glad I found something that comes close to hers!
Sicilian steak poached in tomato sauce
Just sold a mattress to someone but now they want a refund, saying there’s mold. I don’t feel like it’s mold. What should I do?
Delish Chicken Noodle Soup
If you spot these mysterious black dots in your kitchen, you had better know what they mean