Your’re sitting home, paying bills, doing laundry, making Thanksgiving shopping lists, when the doorbell rings, and it’s you favorite neighbor….holding a hot out of the oven banana bread. And trust me, she’s Southern and KNOWS how to make banana bread.
Of course, after I hugged and thanked her, I had to check for myself that this batch was as good as all the other’s she’s made for us over the years. Yep. Good. The end piece. With a smidge of butter.
How’s the diet going you’ve been on, you ask? I say, None of your beeswax. Pass the knife!