Something just had to be created with all these ripe figs . . .
. . . before these two men in the house ate them. So, I made this awesome (if I say so myself) French Fig Cherry Torte. And, being the kind who wants to share and give, I asked these two men to walk some over to the widow across the street.
The phone rang around 7:50 am and it was the widow across the street. She wanted to know if I'd noticed the plate she returned on the table in our front patio.
She awoke at 4:30 am to bake these blueberry muffins so as to not return the plate empty.
Neighborly etiquette says . . . when you are blessed in receiving a plate or bowl or dish of something special . . .
5 comments:
Thanks for posting this, it was a good reminder of how many sweet people there are in the world!
This is such a lovely form of etiquette. How very sweet of both of you to share your baking. xv
Thank you Vicki....and I am in the process of making your chunky chicken salad...can't wait. Need to head to the store for some creme fraiche.
That's a nice custom to have. I will remember that next time someone gives me a plate of something
Such a special moment - makes me say AWWW!
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