Some of my favorite memories involve Mama making her famous cheese straws. Grating her extra sharp cheddar cheese and singing her favorite songs (Flowers on the Wall by the Statler Brothers stands out in my mind. “Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo. Now dontcha tell meeeee, I’ve nothing to do”. Google it and give it a listen. You’ll be glad you did), she was the one who taught me that baking should be joyful – an art to be developed rather than a chore to be endured.
Later on, after all the cheese straws were baked and the songs had been sung, Mama would relax on our 1970’s era lime green couch. I would sneak into the kitchen, reach into the big Tupperware bowl and take a few cheese straws. I did this so much, she started counting the cheese straws and labeling the containers with the amount. Sadly for her, this did not stop me. Many of our family and friends received far less cheese straws than Mama intended, all because of me. I regret nothing.
In this blog, we hope to share more memories like these, as well as recipes and observations of everyday life here at the cafe. We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoy writing it.
But one recipe we won’t share is the one for cheese straws. Mama jealously guarded her cheese straw recipe and we’re doing the same. Only a handful of people in the entire world know the ingredients and measurements for these delicious bites of cheese goodness. And we ain’t telling.
So come in, have a seat and enjoy Mama’s cheese straws.We hope you love them as much as we do.