From the City...
Martha and I'm sure when she 'made' them, it didn't involve coaxing a two year old to help with smarties. I swear; for every one smarty he put in the pouch, he ate one.
Oh and here's a pic of some granola bars I made.
They didn't really turn out but that wasn't the recipes fault, the truth is, while making them, I realized we had drained all of the honey and maple syrup in the house (pancake Sunday, can't blame us) so I tried to make some kind of brown sugar syrup concoction which, straight up, didn't work at all. So now I have a whole mess of deconstructed granola bars to nibble away at.
I mean, things could be worse.