My Mom always baked a loaf (or two) of homemade bread on snow days. It's funny what kind of memories stick with ya. I make it a point of throughout the year to talk about things from my childhood with my boys. partly to connect with my past, and to keep memories alive. We are all just two generations away from being forgotten.
I tell me boys that my Mom used to make these on snow days for me when I was little. My Grandmother made it a point to let everyone know how many meatballs she made for the Christmas dinner. She also licked her fingers after serving each piece of cake...LOL. Lots of funny stories for the dinner table. The older I get, the more I appreciate the small things.
You never know when you might have a snow day, Keep Right On Prepping - K