An unexpected hazard of Teen Angel’s new job at the local bakery is that she always comes home from work carrying a small white box, saying something like, “Here, we had a (insert decadent dessert here) leftover today and I thought you might want it.” Cookies, cookie bars, scones, cupcakes, you name it. Always with the little white box she is. And that leads to outrageous decisions on a Sunday night like, “What do you want for supper, Honey? Some soup or a couple of these desserts?”“Would you like the chocolate chess square or the lemon square in box #1, the coconut cream tart in box #2, a piece of the banana cream pie that Mama J. made to replace the one she made last week that we dropped on the back step before we could eat it? Or a hunk of the chocolate cherry cake the neighbors gave us for watching their house while they were in Hilton Head all winter missing the eighteen days of ice storm power outage hell?”
"Hmmm. I'll take the sampler platter."
At this rate, we’ll each be big as the side of a barn by June.
Grey winters day - I was feeling inspired by the snowstorm we had yesterday so I thought I'd go for a drive and take a few pictures. All images were taken in Seabrook, NH o...
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