My grandma, my father's mother, has a tradition. Whenever she shares a recipe, she intentionally leaves out an ingredient. This is a tradition passed down from her mother and her mother's mother. Still, sharing her runza recipe with her preteen granddaughter must fall under a slightly different category, because I'm quite certain I got it in its entirety when I copied it down years ago. Runza's are very simply meat and cabbage wrapped up in bread dough and baked, but to many who have lived in Nebraska they are the stuff of legend. The ultimate comfort food. I hear the practice has been discontinued, but when I was a kid growing up, the local Runza restaurants had a deal going in the winter that whatever the temperature was at 6 am, that's how much runzas were that day. (Of course, you had to buy a drink to get the deal). So if it was 20 degrees out, runzas sold for $0.20. If it was zero or below, runzas were free! With...