Weekend before last I headed down to Auburn, AL, and ran the Auburn Classic Half Marathon. Virtually all course descriptions say something about rolling hills and "fast course." I was hoping it was going to hold true in this case because I had only run once in the preceeding two weeks. Well, I don't think going up 830+ feet and down 840+ qualifies as rolling. I would even say very hilly. But hey, I did a personal best so I can't complain too much.
Since Auburn is only a short hour from where I grew up, I headed over to my mom's house after the race. I knew just how great of an idea this was when I stepped into the house and smelled something....cinnamonny and delicious! She made me Monkey Bread!
It was just half a recipe of biscuit dough dipped in sugar and cinnamon, layered in a loaf pan and drizzled with a mixture of melted butter and sugar. YUM! I have to say it was just half, since it completely disappeared that day. No leftover monkey bread. It's just not as good the next day. ;)