Who wishes they were coming over to myyyyyy house this morning???
Banana bread is one of life's simple pleasures. You know. With a great cup of coffee and the Washington Post. House smells sooo good. Sun is shining, birds chirping...crisp fall air this morning at the end of my driveway grabbing the paper. I know you know. Came back in, set up breakfast and then realized we are OUT of butter. Almost a triple threat over here before 10am. But alas...the imbalance in my fridge allows perfection to evade me one more time.