I’m munching on a slice of delicious banana bread as I type this, and that wasn’t part of today’s plan. After I finished shit-shoveling but before heading for the Jeep, my neighbor J asked, “What do you need for making banana bread, that you don’t have?”
J&H were beneficiaries of last August’s clueless banana bread giveaway. Seems they liked it a lot. Now they’d let some bananas go mushy in the fridge, and J thought he might be able to turn it to his advantage. I said, “All I need is bananas and butter.” He asked how much butter.
He had half a dozen bananas and that’s enough for two loaves, so the negotiation was brief. It doesn’t take much longer to make two loaves than one. So I baked the bread, let it cool while I picked up my concrete blocks, and then the boys and I delivered their half of the bread and what butter I hadn’t used. Now I’ve got a lovely loaf of banana bread I didn’t expect, and J&H have one they didn’t need to bake. Hey, it works for me.
















































And best of all not a dime went to the government. :~)
you get what you give; i’ve found that’s the best way to live.
clarence