OK, folks. I need your help again. You did a great job with the birthday booze, but this is a little more serious.
For 55 long years I ate my mother's wonderful pumpkin pie, made from her grandmother's recipe. A few years back, she passed the torch to me with a copy. My pies have never turned out right. Oh, sure; they were edible, and most people really liked them. But they weren't Mum's pie. I finally cornered her today and asked why mine are different. Well. That evil, wicked woman finally explained to me that she'd tweaked Grandma's recipe BEFORE I WAS BORN and has always reduced the sugar while doubling the spices!
I have sworn my revenge on the grave of her long-dead dieffenbachia. Please help me plot. Do I just make no-bake pudding pies from now on? Do I wrap each of her Christmas socks separately and seal the paper with layers of duct tape? Should I replace all of the chocolate in her stocking with coal?
I am open to any and all suggestions, but I do know that I'm going to be playing "Jingle Bell Rock" and "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer" on repeat for all of Christmas Day, because she hates them both.
It has been a sad day.
Prayers for my Great Grandma
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Option A - If she tweaked the recipe, it must be because she didn't like it Grandma's way and preferred it her way, so I suggest making it Grandma's way just for her, for ever, and sneakily make it the tweaked way for yourself. If she complains, look innocent and say you made it exactly to the recipe she gave you.
Option B - be nice and forgive her, it may have been a genuine mistake.
Option C- tell everyone and laugh at her behind her back - oh. you just did, problem solved.
To be fair to her (which I'm not ready to do yet, obviously), I asked her for Grandma's recipe. I never specified "Grandma's recipe the way you've made it all these years". I like Option A.