07.02 DUTY FREE

I brought my parents banana bread at dinner today. I was recieved graciously, but my mother had already baked banana bread this week. We traded. I certainly got the better end of the deal which, aside from the fact that her baking is far better than my own, included some fresh spinach and peas from the garden, as well as strawberries, bagels, cheese, and pastries to tie me over for the 10 minute car ride back to my place. In an act of shameless gluttony, I tried to smuggle some chocolate in my purse, and only narroly got through customs. It seems that sugar is duty free at this border.