I'M NOT SURE I SHOULD HAVE DONE THIS!

I may have to edit my ACCOUNT PROFILE which reads like this,

family, homesteading, sports, fishing, travel, gardening, woodworking, food but not cooking.
A few weeks ago @farm-mom made some zucchini bread and it was absolutely delicious. It was so good that I asked her if she could bake some more. She told me I should make the next round if I wanted more.

Now you have to understand that cooking and I don't get along. I don't have the patience, the skill, and most things I cook end up BURNT.

I figured, what the heck, how hard could it be, I'll give it a go.

The hardest part was finding all of the ingredients, I knew we had everything, but it took a while to get all of it out of the cupboards and organized.

The zucchini came from our garden, the eggs from Lauren, and the honey from a local beekeeper, you've got to love it!

The night before I told @farm-mom that I was going to try making the bread in the morning. The one thing she did tell me was to mix all of the dry stuff first and then start adding the in wet. Good clue, without that info I would have been dumping in one ingredient after another, wet or dry.

When she got up the following morning, the batter was ready to pour into the baking tins.

As she eyed up the kitchen, which I must admit looked like a War Zone, the first thing she said was, "Did you use the baking soda or the baking powder?" Before the sun came up, I was breaking out the ingredients and I wasn't sure which one I was supposed to use. With my luck I figured that I had used the wrong one. Immediately, I wondered if it would make a difference? I mean, after all of the stuff that was in that bowl, how could two teaspoons of one or the other make a difference?

Well, Lady Luck was on my side, I used the Baking Soda, not the Baking Powder. My lovely wife pointed out that baking soda was clearly stated on the slip of paper with the recipe. Missed that one.😁

Next step, grease up the pans and cover with flower. When it came time to remove the zucchini bread from the pans, they slipped right out like magic, pretty cool!

That was a success, I didn't burn a thing. Once they cooled off just enough so you didn't get scorched, I devoured a half of a loaf, with a little butter melted on top of course.

This was about what it looked like when Robin got up.