Try as she might, my mother never could quite replicate my grandmother’s oyster casserole. The wisdom of fine tuning and perfecting her shellfish delicacy passed from this world when my grandmother left us. Like so many families in similar situations, we’ve asked the anguished, hungry question “Why didn’t she write that stinkin’ recipe down?!?!”

Not that a written recipe would have guaranteed success but we would have at least had a head start, something to use as a guide. It certainly would have spared my family some of mom’s less than stellar attempts at reproducing grandma’s special dish. And who knows how many countless Pinterest users might be pinning her recipe right now if we had it to put out there and share with the world?