Tomorrow is Shrove Tuesday - Pancake Day - Mardi Gras - or, as my mother always referred to it, Faschnacht. My mother was raised by a German speaking Pennsylvania Dutch grandmother on a farm in Skippack Pennsylvania. Faschnachts are a big, rich cruller. They are fried, split and eaten with butter and syrup. A good dose of indigestion, but still manna. =)

To celebrate, I'm posting a photo of my mother as a child, in the fields, with her two younger cousins. I love this picture.