six vEry ripe bananas cried out for vindication
in their desire to become a baked good
rather than rot in the refuse.
i complied.
papa banana bread
mama banana bread
baby banana bread
intending to gift the mama size loaf
to a new neighbor, the hubs and i cut into
the baby size loaf. yUm.
agreeing it was worthy of sharing .....
... i slipped it into a bag then tied it
with a string and wrote a short note
of welcome to the 'hood.
do people do that anymore?
gift a new neighbor with a note or more?
the neighbors are using this residence
{typical for our area}
as a vacation home and any attempt
to intercept them failed.
.. as such we slipped the note
at the front door then gifted the bread
to another family. leaving food items out
in our part of the world isn't wise.
bears. etc. & again, bears.
{personal recipe :: not sharing :: please forgive}
