When I was young, my mother kept her "house money" in a small teapot that sat on a kitchen shelf next to the sink. She planned her food budget from a portion of this, stretching to plan a week's worth of meals to feed the three of us. We were far from poor, but my folks had grown up during the Depression and were "careful." As a little girl, I remember steak as a Saturday-night treat, although I liked Sunday suppers of waffles just as much. <br /> <br />My mother used to make her recipe for a cheese soufflé that was easy to prepare and a non-fragile version of the French style. Although it lacks the high crown of a French soufflé, it was a family favorite then as it is now. In those days, one soufflé fed the three of us. These days, portions have grown larger and my husband and I share one between us.

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