Hockey Pucks...

I don't blame Herb and Ruth for hanging around for a week after we arrived the first time to manage their precious bed and breakfast.

The details for keeping house, and making breakfast for up to 10 people, making reservations on the computer, and doing the garden work, were a bit different from our house in Sunnyvale.

Bob was being instructed on making homemade breads and muffins. I was learning the ropes of matching linens to which bedroom and bath.

They couldn't leave on their vacation until they were sure we could handle it.

When Bob's loaf of bread came out perfectly, they were pleased, and began to pack.

But his first batch of homemade muffins were tough. Herb called them, "Hockey Pucks" and tossed them out onto the golf course for the birds... a tradition we even shared with the guests. From then on, any leftover bread or muffins was for the birds.