I’m 44 years old and have lived in Alabama my entire life, and I never heard of hummingbird cake before this week. I suggested that Lea make bread from some bananas we weren’t going to get to in a timely manner, and this is the card she played.
It’s rutha tasty. I like banana bread, and it’s one of the few baked goods I enjoy with nuts. Hummingbird cake is like banana bread on steroids. I can’t eat a lot of it because it’s pretty sweet, but I thoroughly enjoyed the piece above.
It also gave me a lot of fun with my younger son. Lea mentioned her plan at Sunday morning breakfast, and Aaron said “hummingbird cake?” And I said “yeah, Mom waits for the late afternoon when the hummingbirds gather at that bush in the back, and she sprays and prays with an M60.”
“Yeah, it’s not much fun crawling around in the grass afterward, examining little bits and asking ‘is that a piece of hummingbird I can use for my cake?'” I continued.
I did too.