Hannah and Grandma Jean wrapping the few caramels that Hannah didn't eat.
Steve and his mom went through recipes, looking for specific treats from his childhood, specifically, his Grandma Kate's strudel. This led to a couple of marathon caramel making sessions. If you've never had homemade caramels, I hate to tell you what you're missing. Made with butter, heavy cream and brown sugar, they're smooth and creamy, slightly sticky, buttery. It's a good thing we brought a gallon bag of them back with us, I could use a caramel fix right about now.
Steve, Lynn, Bob, Joleen, after about 100 wings, each.
We stopped to see a few friends on our drive back, Capt Randy Larson and his son, Zane, in Iowa, and Bob and Joleen Dewald in Knoxville. Great to see them again. Zane is so grown up, I wouldn't have recognized him. Thanks for the hospitality, food and beds. Thanks to advice from Bob and Joleen, we drove through the Great Smoky Mountain National Forest, on the border of TN and NC. WOW, beautiful, even in the snow, it rivals the drive through Glacier NP in Montana and Moab canyon in Utah. Two thumbs up.
North Carolina didn't warm up much while we were gone. We're definately ready for some fun in the sun. For all the snow we saw, you'd think we'd have gotten in some skiing, but, noooo, just a lot of driving in the slush.
Lynn, Hannah, Amanda and Steve playing king of the snow pile.
To all of you who have been so supportive and sent prayers and good wishes, thank you. Steve's Dad, Mike, passed away Friday, at his home, with his family by his side. The funeral was this week. We've gotten to spend a lot of time with our daughters, Steve's sisters and families. Hot dish, brownies and laughter have played an important role in our grieving and healing process.