This morning I pulled duties as the cookery prep cook while my Cub Scout earned one more credit for planning, preparing and cleaning up breakfast.  On the menu:  waffles.  Out of the freezer? Hardly.  He mixed up the batter and made them in the family waffle maker.

My husband and I received a waffle maker as a gift when we announced our engagement.  The note on the card:  “We hope you enjoy this waffle maker, one of the best-kept secrets to a happy marriage!”  We got it.  So . . . thank you, friends, we’re still enjoying the waffles!  What’s your secret?