Make sure you’ve read this post first!
My mom was in Mentone for Mother’s Day this year visiting her mom. I got a text from my mom on Sunday afternoon (and if I had a iPhone I could just take a screen shot. Unfortunately, I have the world’s dumbest smart phone…):
Mom: We are having hot beef sandwiches for Mother’s Day! You inspired us. Just found out it is Birdie Momma’s recipe. We must feed it to Lily. Five generations of good eating.
Me: No way! That’s hilarious!!! Please take some pics of the food and y’all eating it then send me the pics. I’ll do another post.
So here’s another post on the hot beef sandwiches (HBS). Never thought those sandwiches would be worthy of a double post, but oh they are!
Apparently HBS are not just something my mom fixed when there was nothing else to eat. It’s a meal that her mom fixed because it was a meal that her mom fixed. Got it? Birdie Momma is my great-grandmother and the recipe (if you can even call it that, it’s so simple) is hers. And once I make it for Lily, five generations will have enjoyed the delicacy of HBS. I just have to strategically plan to make it on a night that Brent won’t be home for dinner because he has already made it very clear to me that he will not partake in HBS night at our house. Such a party pooper!