My FFH (firefighter husband) and I took a ride to deliver these items to a friend .. she had recently had surgery, so I whipped him--I mean , whipped up a few dishes and these baked goods for her. To get to her home, where she is recuperating , we had to drive along the parkway for a spell. I simply must tell you all this.
OK, as women, when you see a row of tractor trailer trucks behind you in the left lane, what is your first thought? Is it the same as mine? My thought is audience, audience, audience. Fun, Fun, Fun! They, the truck drivers, are so high up they can see right in your car. How unbelievably AWESOME is that?? It's a nice, quick cheap thrill.. take the thrills where and when you can get 'em, I say. Now come on, don't be boring, we've all shown some boob or sucked our thumb for the truck driver, just to hear him blow his horn, or flip us a wink. But I wanted to take it one step further today.. I wanted the same freeness I felt as we drove along the Key West Highway with my FFH hanging my panties out of the car window. So whats a girl to do??
Play the organ. Play your heart out on it. Hit the high notes, hit the low notes, play slow, play fast, play soft, and play hard. While you're playing the organ, think of that song from the early 80's that goes, Ain't nothing gonna break my stride, nobody gonna slow me down, Oh NO I've got to keep on moving.... Keep it up till you hit the crescendo. Pray you don't crash and Make CERTAIN all the truck drivers know what you're doing... that's the best part.. THAT is KEY! As each one passes and looks down at you like this,
Onto this jewel of a cake....Applesauce Breakfast Cake
Grease an 8 inch square pan. Prepare your topping first. Gather together your brown sugar, butter, cinnamon, flour, and either chopped walnuts, pecans or old fashioned oatmeal. I chose the oatmeal, because I am an old-fashioned girl, you know.
Reality is, the man needs a romp respite. He can not handle my aggressiveness, he can't handle my needs, he can't handle my go baby go attitude this week. A letdown really, but I am known to go with the flow, every now and then. So, I chose to make Chocolate Banana Bread, another baked good for my friend, original recipe found in Tyler's Ultimate cookbook and is on my cute key ingredient card below. And no, I didn't choose bananas so His Hotness could watch me peel them or to see if I improved on my oral depth skills. Really, that is NOT why I chose to work with the banana.
This will count as my TFF contribution this week.
But I'll let you in on a secret, that car ride with my FFH wore me out anyway. You know why, I got to drive home. And what comes around, goes around....