There is ice and/or snow forecast for the weekend here, so people are, you know
I've been sort of craving banana yogurt lately. It is hard to find here. Not banana creme/cream, not strawberry banana. Only banana. Publix is the only store that has it, so, hello Instacart. (I needed other things, too; don't judge. Salad kits. I have a thing for salad kits.) I was introduced to banana yogurt in high school, and want to thank Tammy. Wherever she is.
I baked some cornbread today. I tried a loaf over the weekend, but it wasn't very cornbread-y. It was good, but not what I was aiming for. This looks more promising:
As a Southerner, cornbread is supposed to be manna to me, but I never liked it. Until, that is, "sweet" cornbread became a thing. Even then, my desire to have some doesn't come around very often. When the first loaf didn't work, I was determined not to be defeated. To fellow Southerners, I do know that cornbread is "only supposed" to be baked in a cast iron skillet. Forgive my bread machine transgression.


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