Just A Spoonful Of Sugar! or But Then Looks Can Be Deceiving!

At last I have something humorous to write about and I am still laughing! But to tell you why let me tell you this first.

Last month Tony and I met our dear friends Stephen K. Morris & Eva Robinett for a fun picnic in the park. Tone and I had a wonderful time with this awesome, talented couple, from Fred-Town. And before we adios-ed them Eva gave us a loaf of zucchini bread that she had baked.

Long story short—it was the most delicious zucchini bread that we have ever eaten, so I sent her an e-mail and begged her for the recipe—so I could steal it. Bottom___Line: Eva got this Zucchini With Pineapple recipe @ Simply Recipes and here is the link to this recipe.

And a few days later after our picnic I made my first two loaves of this mouth-watering zucchini bread.

Anyway, I was so excited about this tasty recipe I called my sweet sister Cindy and raved about the delicious bread and e-mailed her the link to this recipe. And, a few days later she promised me that she would make this  fabulous recipe soon. Then Cindy bought all of the extra ingredients that she didn't have to make this recipe. 

Yesterday Cindy and I talked about our new boring lifestyles—solving jigsaw puzzles, playing Scrabble, walking the dog(s,) (me working), watching reruns of our favorite television comedies, etc.

Now as Paul Harvey would say, "Here is the rest of the story..."

This morning I phoned my sister and I got her machine, and I left her this message, "Cindy, I've decided to make zucchini bread this morning and I want to challenge you to make some, too.. Because we've got nothing better to do in our busy lifestyle."

Then I made two loaves of this fabulous bread and when Tony came home for lunch we ate it for lunch, but before we ate it I took this picture of my two beautiful loaves, so I could send the picture to Cindy.

Later this afternoon around 4:30, I was passing the time by solving another jigsaw puzzle , on my iPad, when sweet Cindy called me.

And this is a close version of what I can remember was said during our conversation:

"Hello?"

"Nance," Cindy said, followed by a lot of laughing, which made me start laughing even though I had no idea why I was laughing. "I wanted to let you know that I made the zucchini bread today—sort of." Then Cindy began laughing, again.

"What happened?" I asked my older sister, as she continued to laugh.

"Well, I had just started making the recipe when I realized that I did not have enough flour. I only had 1 cup—not 3. So, I decided to cut the recipe in half even though I was still a half a cup short of flour."

"And?"

"I put in the adjusted amounts of baking powder, soda and salt. But then I forgot about cutting the recipe in half and I added 3 eggs—not one and a half." She immediately burst out laughing, and said, "Like you can add 1 1/2 eggs."

"Did it turn out okay?" Cindy started laughing, again.

"I'm not finished, yet. I grated up the right amount of the zucchini, then I forgot again and went back to the original recipe and added the full can of crushed pineapple, instead of half of the can. Then when I was going to add the1 teaspoon of vanilla extract—it had dried up and there was only one drop left inside the bottle, so I used almond extract instead." And by this time I was laughing so hard my back was beginning to ache.

"Don't worry about the almond extract. I once used lemon extract  instead of vanilla extract in a chocolate cake, because I was out of vanilla extract. Did you just throw out the ingredients?" I asked.

"No. I went ahead and baked it."

"How did it turn out?"

"It was horrible, but it looks really good," Cindy said. 

"But then looks can be deceiving," I teased. "I want to see a picture of it. I'll send you a picture of my loaves and please send me a picture of yours, so I can blog about it tonight."

"Okay, but it wouldn't come out of the pan. I had to dig it out....." After that we continued to laugh about our cooking skills. 

Then as a joke, I suggested that she wrap up her loaf, in Saran Wrap and tie it up in ribbon and give it to Ronnie (her younger brother/my older brother) tomorrow, for his 70th birthday present. "You could brag about how delicious it is and that you made it especially for him. And then ask him to try it." Then we burst out laughing as I got off of the floor, with the help of the chair, and sat back down in it.

"That would be cruel," Cindy joked. "You know that Ronnie & Nita are gourmet cooks and this would just prove to them that I lack cooking/baking skills. Let's face it—I am not good in the kitchen and never have been."

"No, it will just be a preview for Ronnie to see what to look forward to in his 70's."

"I know what you can do with the bread!"

"What?"

"Put it in the freezer with a note attached that says "If I run out of food—Eat this!"

As I finish writing this, I am still hoping that Cindy will play the joke on Ronnie tomorrow. And I am thinking about mailing Cindy one of my loaves. Here are the pictures that Cindy sent to me of her zucchini bread catastrophe that is still stuck inside the loaf pan. 

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!