Weekend is off to a good start: Saturday morning pancakes (something of a tradition), running a few errands in our new wheels (huzzah!), then back in time to putter around the kitchen and finally put all those overripe bananas to good use. Had even persuaded Ariel to splash out for walnuts and chocolate (without which banana bread really just isn’t the same). The loaf bakes for an hour, we leave it cooling (covered, of course, in our fancy keep-the-flies-off beaded screen) and go for lunch at Barbara’s house, only to find, upon our return, this:
Aaargh! My first loaf in the new bread pan, and it's a total loss. I'm so heartbroken I make Ariel carry it out to its compost-pile grave while I crush out every last member of the thieving horde. Me and ants = not friends.
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