Tuesday, August 23, 2011

It's the little things, people.

Today I was sitting at work, tired and fried, and then I suddenly remembered I had a smuggled piece of banana bread from Sarah's wedding in my camera bag, and I couldn't wait to get home. Brightened my outlook right up.

Sometimes that's all it takes.
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11 comments:

Liz said...

we smuggled an entire loaf. don't tell anyone...

August 23, 2011 at 8:15 PM
Anonymous said...

food in the camera bag!?!??!?!!? Heresy !

August 23, 2011 at 9:07 PM
Ali said...

Heresy my foot. You didn't taste this banana bread. The camera felt honored.

August 24, 2011 at 12:37 AM
Erica said...

That was the BEST banana bread I have ever tasted!

August 24, 2011 at 10:35 AM
Melissa (your sister) said...

Had I read this sooner, I would have broken into your house before you could get home, eaten the bread, and felt no guilt.



And shame on all you smugglers for not suggesting this to me!

August 24, 2011 at 6:05 PM
Kristen said...

You mean smuggling ahead of time was socially acceptable?! I helped set all that stuff out, and yet when I went up partway through the reception only sub par cookies were left (I'm sure I just insulted someone, but it had to be said). I did get an Aunt Penny cookie, though, so it all ended out well.

August 24, 2011 at 6:17 PM
Ali said...

Okay, Melis, I have notes. First of all, you are from Western PA, an area with a long and glorious tradition of little old ladies smuggling baked goods home from weddings. Don't give me that you didn't know you couldn't toss some banana bread in your purse.

Second, I do believe you would have burgled my home and purloined my banana bread because you were absolutely shameless about said pastry at the wedding. Picture it, y'all: I'm standing in the cookie line, Melis behind me, Uncle Giz behind her. We see a tray with one piece of banana bread and a whole loaf of pumpkin bread (and at this time were unaware that enough banana bread to feed Bucks County lay just beneath the table). Melis and I told Giz how wonderful the banana bread was, which we knew because we had both enjoyed some, unlike Uncle Giz. Melis suggested he grab a piece from the uncut loaf. I told her that the uncut loaf was actually pumpkin bread and that there was only one piece of banana bread left. I expected her to offer it to Uncle Giz, of course. What she actually did was to scoop it on to her plate and run off to her table, clutching it to herself like a precious child. I think she may have cackled as well. It was appalling.

August 24, 2011 at 9:12 PM
Erica said...

To continue Ali's story:
Once back at the table she had a pang of guilt, but ate most of the bread anyway. Then she realized that Sarah (who loves this bread and requested it for her BIG DAY) probably didn't have any. So she walked over to Sarah with a one inch by one inch piece to offer the bride.
Sarah was shocked to hear from Melis that all the bread was gone and said there should be more. There was - but I don't think poor Giz ever found out.

August 25, 2011 at 9:23 AM
Ali said...

And to further continue, the first thing I did when I found out there was more bread was to secure a piece for Giz--right out of the middle, in true Mehall Family style.

August 25, 2011 at 12:50 PM
Melissa (your sister) said...

That must have been right after I secured the most middle piece for myself.

And may I point out that I only found out it was made especaiily at Sarah's request when I was down to that 1x1 piece. I stopped immediately and gave it to my dear cousin. I guess I like her.

August 25, 2011 at 6:50 PM
Linda said...

Well, it seems that Ali exhibited far better behavior than anybody. Absolutely shocking!

August 25, 2011 at 8:34 PM

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