My family has never kept measurements for any recipes... When I first started cooking I would frequently call my mom and grandma for help only their response would be, a little of this, a little of that. I love my grandma's baked cubed steak and gravy and desperately wanted to make it myself (although I probably gain 5 pounds everytime I eat it) I attempted it with my boyfriend and completely embarrassed myself when I finished the gravy. I could have hung wall paper with it. Heavy wallpaper. Completely disgusting. It quickly turned into a frozen pizza night. :( (I have since conquered the art of making gravy in a cast iron skillet with the grease left from the cube steak but still get a little nervous every time.)