Tasty false prophets!

Rise! Rise my yeasties and multiply!

Praise Poppin’ Fresh!

This goes under “sometimes life hands you material.” I live on a cul-de-sac where there are no driveways at the very end so someone setup a portable basketball goal there. I’m in the last house on one side and happened to look toward the end when I was backing out earlier this week to see our doughy friend here.