Thursday, March 10, 2011

After Dinner

The soft bread melts on my tongue as I try my best to savor the flavor for as long as possible. Without thought my fingers move slowly to the partial slice sitting on the crumbled, white napkin before me. Another piece finds its way to my mouth. Pumpkin-brown crumbs scatter in my lap and drop to the floor below. My cat takes a sniff and moves on--apparently pumpkin bread is not his kind of snack.


  1. Yum - your description made me drool. I love "Pumpkin-brown crumbs" especially.

  2. Yummy. I want the recipe. Incidentally, "Kitty-cat says meow," is B's favorite sentence right now.