Amish

I never thought I'd find myself in this position so soon. Here I was making Amish Friendship Bread, a "friendly treat to share with your friends!" at only 20-years-old. I have vivid memories of my mom cursing the stuff when we made it as a kid. I thought it was just some weird Mormon thing, but no, it's out here too. (The boys got it from the neighbors who keep bees. Of course). Today was day 10 which means all the "mushing of the bag" is through and you get to bake it. 

Now I know why she rolled her eyes every time a gallon zip-lock back full of batter was dropped at our door.