What do Elliot Reid, Bowers circle park, and Tommy's Bar and Grill have in common? Unless you happen to be me or Jesse Rose, probably next to nothing. The interconnectedness of things in our universe is seldom within our range of comprehension, but that doesn't make it any less magical.
Joy is best experienced at the expense of sanity.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Bake us a Pie you're the Piano Guy
The past 48 hours have yielded some interesting events. Some of which are beautiful, others horrific, and all of them containing a valuable life lesson and a breathtaking bar tab. In the wake of all this I decided to bake a pie. Can throwing together some butter, sugar, and flour solve all our problems? Of course not, but it does calm my troubled brain and make my family's bellies happy.
This pie is maple walnut, because I didn't have a comforting box of Waffle Crisp readily available to me.
This pie is maple walnut, because I didn't have a comforting box of Waffle Crisp readily available to me.
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