resolution...hmmmm? i usually have one for the sake of being one, big, fat traditionalist who must-must-must play by all the rules.  they are usually silly resolutions.  last year i was determined to make the perfect pan of cornbread-just like my momma. i was dead set on it.  first up was to find a pre-seasoned iron skillet.  i wanted the best they had.  i was determined to make the edges turn into a lightly crispy, brown color-with a fluffy yellow center.  and it was going to be to die for.  i had envisioned me serving it along side of a good ole' country inspired meal.  and definitely paired with my soups and chili's.  it was going to be offered up with real butter, homemade preserves, and/or organic local honey.   it was going to be grand. it wasn't grand.  and it wasn't grand because i bombed the attempt.  it was because i have yet to make a ...

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