Mrs. Higgy gave me this recipe. She was the chorus teacher at Pascagoula High School for years and substitute taught for many years after she retired. Most days, she rode her bike to school, and she swam every day in the summer. What a pair she and Mr. Higgy were! He called her Old Lady, and she loved it. They have both gone on to be with the Lord, and I know she's tinkling the ivories on God's big old piano and that Mr. Higgy is spinning yarns like no one else can do!