I also made them a quadruple recipe of southern banana pudding. These guys love their desserts and all they ever have is old, stale stuff that is donated to them after it expires. I don't want to sound like I am preaching but it absolutely kills me that these guys have lost everything in their lives and all they can get is food that people are ready to throw out. One of the guys at the shelter told me yesterday that the only time he sees any of these guys smiling is when I show up with food. One of the guys that works there was ending his shift when I showed up this morning. He told me he was coming back later to eat my lunch.