That’s exactly it. I still have recipes cut from my local NJ, PA, and MA newspapers’ Wednesday and Sunday food sections, the Parade Magazine Sunday insert, Country Living and Good Housekeeping magazines, those General Mills recipe cards, and handwritten recipes from ex-boyfriends’ mothers, all taped onto 3-holed paper into two 3-ring binders with dividers for each section and a Table of Contents (because yes, I’m like that, requiring an easy way to find the page I need). That’s the way we had to save recipes in “the olden days”. LOL
Yes, some recipes have been transferred to my Mastercook software, but I don’t pull out my laptop often enough anymore, so having the “hard copy” brings me joy when I see the often-used, well-loved, and dog-eared page resting on my countertop.
I used to make similar books for friends and coworkers who were getting married after asking what their favorite food likes/dislikes were, and give it to them as a wedding shower gift. It included a page of the herbs/spices you’d use with various foods, something I personally use to this day. I’d also include those kitchen tools that I felt were absolutely necessary (like whisks, because you can never have too many, IMO). They were always well received, and I know of one coworker friend who still uses my gift to her.
Nostalgia for family recipes has always had a very strong pull on me. I remember eating the Fattigmands Bakkelser cookies that my Norwegian grandmother used to make at Christmas, and never realizing the time and patience it took to make them until I tried it myself. Once. Never again! LOL
I remember my father creating his own peanut satay sauce (ubiquitous now, not so much in the early to mid-1970s in white-bread USA) after having enjoyed it several times in an Indonesian hotel while shooting a film there (the hotel chef only gave him a general idea of what was in the sauce). While Dad’s recipe he created is not authentic at all, as the ingredients were what was readily available in northern New Jersey at the time, it is still my go-to for peanut sauce.
So while no one who comes after me would look at these two binders as special if they leafed through them at a yard sale, they are to me, because of the memories they hold.
So many memories. I might steal this reply and start a new thread on comfort food and family recipes. 
