You are talking art now. If I tried to create teensy tiny mushrooms, they would look like a nasty sick joke.
And since we're talking about food (sorry, Janice) we had a wonderful treat last night. A huge box was delivered containing a complete crab dinner from Florida, with hammers and bibs and boards, and even a key lime pie for dessert. Those of you on the coasts are thinking, "Oh, big deal. Crabs." Well, in Dallas, Texas, it is. The boys, who are in the middle of exams and filled with frustration, used the opportunity as a socially acceptable way to vent their hostility. They hammered and yelled "Take that!" at the poor crablegs and it took me two hours to wipe crab gunk off the walls and scrub the floor but it was worth it. We had a great time.
And now I'm taking these seasonally dubious cookies to the cookie exchange and hopefully coming home with some really good ones. |
