none the least of these are porcupines
simmering in the slow cooker.
I don't associate Porcupines with my mother, as she didn't make them, but Bobby Witenhafer's mother next door to us made them with gusto. Bobby was the neighborhood nerd -- every neighborhood has to have one, you know, and by today's standards for the popularity of nerdism, Bobby would have been the most popular kid in school. He was really a sweetheart, but back then "yahoo!" meant "Yahoo! we're going to Diary Queen for ice cream sundaes." Intellectual guys like Bobby just weren't in fashion. Here's Bobby's photo, next to Judy Wishneff who was in my close circle of friends:
Anyway, Bobby's mother, Mrs. Witenhafer (all the moms in my neighborhood oddly had the same first name: Mrs.) made the best Porcupines in the world, and maybe even in the Milky Way Galaxy, and they're so simple to make, I'm almost embarrassed to include them in Blairsvillager.com, but I
