My Grandmother who likes to go by her first name – Millie – is quite the cook. She has several specialites but most probably fall into either the desert catagory or the big holiday meal type catagory. One thing that doesn’t fit either of those groups is her version of chex mix. I’ll add the recipe when I can since we are working on a cookbook here, but I can’t remember it all off the top of my head…

Anyway, Grandma Millie would often make us a batch of her “chex mix” when we were going on a church retreat kinda thing. She would put it in one of those tins that all grandmothers have and it would go with us on our outing to be inevitably passed around the bus. Now when you are on a church bus sharing a snack, calling for “Grandma Millie’s Chex Mix” can be quite a mouthful. I mean your hungry and all those words are delaying the time to get your yummy snack. Also, since it wasn’t exactly chex mix, asking for it as such seemed – well – somehow inaccurate. So time and time again this yummy snack was shortened by distinct individuals to simply “Grandma Millie”.

Now this led to some rather funny situations and facial expressions from people not really up on exactly what was going on. Imagine if you happened upon a group of people casually passing around a tin of Grandma Millie…. now imagine if people started snacking out of that tin…