On special days, the Queen Mother would make Popovers for breakfast.
I particularly enjoyed introducing my friends to Popovers. I loved having a special food that no one else’s Mom could make. (The closest any of them came was Andrea T________, whose mother could make Beer Biscuits.) One Christmas Mom and I gave each other special Popover pans.
I think of popovers today because my new Gap low-rise boot-cut jeans give me a popovertop.
2 responses to “Popovers”
AKA (here in the NE): Muffin Top. In my case: Cake Explosion.(Which I stole from ‘Overheard in NYC’…)
OH, dude, I left muffintop behind about 20 pounds ago. I like Cake Explosion! Gooey Butter Belly?