Oh boy this is a tasty dessert. It’s called Kremowka Papieska. I guess it’s the Pope’s Cream Cake or whatever. Who cares. It’s tastes good. In fact, it reminds me a lot of Senoritas. A little hat tip to Steve Nelson for talking about it yesterday. I never would have made it if it hadn’t been for a grand opportunity to incite a headache for Sarah Reinhard. Oh, and I guess I better tell Jeff Young I’m cooking. He likes things like that. Who knew?
It’s on…we just need to ditch the old lady…
I don’t know why everyone is in such a hurry to get rid of them. They are cheerful, happy little plants…and they grow without any fuss at all. 🙂
And the bonus part is that you can make a wish with the allergy-producing pod. Ha!
My refrigerator always had my kids’ artwork and school work and every other kind of important document produced for them and by them stuck at precarious angles by weak magnets and ready to slide off if I opened the door too quickly.
If it was a rite of passage for them to have their masterpieces posted there, it became a rite of passage for me and the empty nest to see them slowly start to disappear.
These days my expensive stainless steel refrigerator, a symbol of my now “grown up” house, has nothing posted on it (partly because it won’t hold magnets, but mostly because the kids are grown).
Not today. Soldier Sally has sent us a beautiful coloring book drawing. Of a weird unicorn thingie with turtles on its back. And a crazy butterfly intent on flying toward dragons.
It’s better than a Rembrandt.
there’s a lot of clever and quirky at the pursuit of happyness
I can’t get to my Farmville page. My crops are withering. My chickens are wandering around unsupervised.
And now, there are cats everywhere. You can hear about my addiction here.
another cup of coffee 