Reminiscing on last summer. Slow days, with sunshine, and good talks and good food. Fritz and I made a super moist and nutty (bad word choice? sorry) banana bread for this occasion. It never gets old. If there are overripe bananas available, I'm always down to bake a loaf. Unless those bananas are frozen for smoothies.
We sat out outside in the garden for hours, soaking up the rays.
Later on in the day was a visit to Hamburger Banhof Gallery. Afterwards was kaffee at the nearby restaurant, outside of course.
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