A "Duck"umentary: Ducks, Pasta, & Other Musings

Growing up in Florida, I've pretty much always lived on or near a lake. And with lakes come ducks. As a little girl, I was always fascinated by the baby ducks that would come around each spring as part of the cycle of life, and I always felt it was my mission to make sure they were fed. One of my favorite memories as a little girl is coming home after school and running in the pantry to steal mom's bread and running out to the lake to feed the baby ducks. Even for kicks, in high school, I did a science fair project testing the hypothesis if ducks really preferred bread like everyone thinks, or if they prefer other food groups. From what I remember, I believe the answer was indeed bread.

Now that I'm grown up, I still hold that close to my heart. Here is a sequel video blog to my previous blog entry about the Momma Duck and her eggs. Who knew ducks liked pasta too?