I was making German pancakes for my family for breakfast a very days ago. I was not as excited to do this as I normally am.
As I was making them up my mind keep going back to Grandpa Powell (Max). Every time I would go to Payson for a visit he would always request me to make them for breakfast the next morning. He loved my German pancakes. While grandma and I would have them with jelly, jam, or syrup, grandpa had to have his salsa and salt and pepper. It was pure joy for me to make them for him and watch him happily consume them.
Max and Shirley Powell - December 28, 2002
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