Comfort
A lady from church used to make this for anyone feeling under the weather. Something about warm buttered bread soaking in sweetened milk just feels like a hug from the inside out.
Comfort
My great aunt made this every single night during the lean years. She said it stretched every meal further and nobody ever left the table hungry. The crispy golden edges and soft crumbly center made e
Comfort
A lady from church brought this to a potluck years ago and I still think about it. The way the fruit bubbles up through that buttery golden crust is something else. Everyone always assumes it took hou