I remember the first time I experienced Monkey Bread--I was eight years old and at a very wealthy girl's tenth birthday party. I expected an extravagant cake, so when this lumpy pile of balls approached the table with 1 measly little candle on it, I was taken aback. I asked, "What the hell is that?" "We don't say hell in this house Miss Dia," my friend's mother whispered, "It's Monkey Bread!" "WHAT?!?!" I screamed, "There are monkeys in this bread?" "Ha ha ha ha, no dear, it's just called Monkey Bread," the mother explained. "Why????" "Time to blow out the candles!!!" Needless to say I was ignored. My point is, I don't know why it is called Monkey Bread--even Wikipedia doesn't know:
