A dear friend gave me a really BIG zucchini. At first I thought "Now what am I going to do with THIS??" Then I thought "Zucchini Bread!".
I haven't made that in over 20 years. Don't know why, just never made it.
So I get out the shredder, the bowls, the loaf pans and all the ingredients, and away I go to be the Zucchini Baker Extroidinere.
Actually, I was having FUN. While I was cutting, measuring, mixing everything, many memories came flooding back.
The first one to come back was when I had the girl scout troop over to make Zucchini bread for their bake sale. Oh how we laughed that day! And of course, the girls had to "taste" some, so we cut up a loaf before putting it in the aluminum foil to sit for a couple of days. It was SOOO goooood!
Next memory was when I made too much of the bread, and wound up putting loaves into the wagon and delivering them to my neighbors. I tied pretty ribbons on, slapped a label on, and left them on their doorsteps. I did not put my name on them, so they could have a fun time trying to guess. I had much glee while peeking out my windows, watching them open their door and see the bread. First was the puzzlement look. Then the "Look Left, Look Right" down the street. Then the shrug. Then going in to their houses with the loaf. I hoped they enjoyed my little "Guess Who" present. The old "Do something NICE for someone, and don't get caught" game gave so much happiness.
Then I remembered a friend who dropped by one day after the loaves had been made the day before. She brought over zucchini to give to me, saying she "just hates zucchini bread", so she was giving away her zucchini. I made a pot of coffee and asked if she would like a little snack with her coffee. So I go into the kitchen, open up a loaf, cut it into serving sizes and added the cream cheese to each. Brought them out to the living room with her coffee, and we sat and chatted while we ate and drank. She kept marveling over "how GOOD this nut bread is" and had two more pieces. When she finished eating, she said she just MUST have that recipe! So I gave it to her. She didn't believe it was zucchini bread, and we had a very good laugh. I never got zucchini from her again, but at Christmas she did bring over a loaf.
I liked having zucchini bread in my freezer so I could always grab it out as a snack for anyone who came unexpectedly to visit. I bought small loaf pans (the kind that have 8 loaf areas in each one) and gave one along with banana bread loaf, cranberry nut bread and blueberry nut bread as house warming gifts, Christmas gifts or "Get Well" gifts.
What fun those memories were! I smiled all through the making process. The house smelled heavenly, and I hoped someone would ring the doorbell and have some.
The door bell didn't ring, so I carefully wrapped the bread in foil, and put it on the counter to cool down.
I went about my day, getting in my exercise, Spark comments, putting my house in order and getting all the tax stuff gathered.
I made a tuna salad for dinner, added a pretty sliced orange around the salad plate, and then saw the zucchini bread. I knew it hadn't set long enough in the foil, but what the heck. I opened it up, took a little pinch off the corner to see if I still like it, and then cut myself a steaming piece. It was absolutely DELICIOUS with that tuna salad.
And because of doing my SPARK before hand, I didn't go back for seconds on the bread.
I didn't go over my points for nutrition, was satisfied and very happy I am a "Sparkie".