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When I was little my parents entertained a lot. It was always so much fun to see them and their friends all dressed up and they'd serve fancy food and drinks. My sisters and I would dance to entertain them. Picture a 4-year-old with pink cat-eye glasses and Shirley Temple ringlets in a flannel nightie dancing on a big round orange nagahide footstool that twisted - good times! I'd kill for that footstool now.

I'm calling the couple on the left the Wallace-Scotts. I haven't decided on the right side couple... maybe they are on their first date - she's a divorcee and they are trying to fix the two of them up... what do you think?

GOSH

I haven't posted in ages. So busy with work and all the summer kid stuff.

I honestly have no idea what the heck I was thinking here. I am a great cook. I'm obsessive about food a lot of the time but I am not a baker. I like to freestyle and create and baking is pretty rigid - leave out an ingredient and you end up with a flat cake etc. So yeah, that's what I was thinking. A new superhero to help those of us who don't bake cakes but who cringe at the thought of those grocery store birthday cakes!

Faster than a whisk, more powerful than a Kitchen Aid...

Really this was just an intentional escape from a lot of work that is dragging me down. Thanks for stopping by.