I’m sorry, but ever since you changed your hours, I’ve been unsure whether I can maintain our relationship. I mean, what kind of bakery doesn’t open before 8AM? And where does that leave me? I’ll tell you where: driving carpool with a healthy banana in my hand like some kind of ape. Besides, I don’t think you’re good for me – these are exactly the kind of carbs I’m not supposed to be eating. So I just stopped in to say that this will be my last . . . Bananas Foster Bread Pudding? What new wizardry is this?! — at The Black Rooster Bakery.