Isn’t it funny how powerful our senses can be? My family takes a trip to the Tennessee Mountains every fall and you can’t drive very far up there without seeing a pancake house. The smell alone puts me in a good mood. On a cool mountain morning, who can pass up the scent of crispy bacon, cane syrup and stacks of buttery, fluffy and warm silver dollar pancakes? Continue reading “Iced Pumpkin Cookies Tantalize the Senses”
