Teen Age Boys are Always Hungry

Tressa and I lived in the apartment in the 1600 North house from August 1993 until June 1996.  While we lived there Tressa would occasionally make homemade bread.  She knew that Dad especially liked homemade bread so she would leave a loaf on Mom and Dad's counter in the kitchen when ever she made some.

One day Tressa dropped off a loaf on her way downstairs to put a load of laundry in the washer.  This also happened just as Rob was getting home from school. She heard him say something like "Oh yum.  Hot bread."  When she came back through the kitchen about 45 minutes later to put the laundry in the dryer Rob had eaten about 3/4 of the loaf of bread. She went back into our apartment and brought out another loaf and said "Rob you might as well finish that one off but don't touch this new loaf.  It is for your parents!"

I don't know if Rob actually finished the first loaf or not, but I would not be surprised if he did.  I always liked Tressa's hot bread too.

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