Grandma's Recipe Puzzle

Today I discovered my grandson has taken my cherished recipe notebook and turned it into a puzzle—he thinks the handwritten margin notes are a cryptic map to buried treasure. I tried to explain that each scribble was the precise moment I’d secretly added a pinch of paprika to the soup, but he replied, “Grandma, I’m an archaeologist, not a culinary historian.” I’m still stubborn about the “no selfies in the kitchen” rule, yet I secretly smile every time he posts a selfie of the flour‑smeared counter, captioned “My great‑grandma’s legendary dough.” Old habits die hard, and I swear I’m still waiting for the day she will finally admit that the family recipe for dumplings was invented in the 1940s, not during the war. #TraditionTales 🥟