I must confess I did not make this.

My grandmother did.

But she taught me how, and oh does it taste good! Under that frothy white roof you’ll find this:

Frothy chocolate goodness, if you couldn’t tell.

I’ve thought about changing the name of my blog to “Something Cooking” or some dumb name like that…but then you have to deal with all the hoopla of commercialism, as we learned from Charlie Brown. No, better to keep it in the shadows and be fat and happy.

I really don’t know what that means. I want to make a movie.

PS- Wow, that reminded me of our stream-of-consciousness session we had way back here, almost a year ago now! (Ok, I give up…Hannah will have to help me find that one…)