Guests are arriving tomorrow. My sister and brother-in-law are flying in from the ‘burbs of Milwaukee. Brutal winter. We’ll reintroduce them to the Sun.
Their trip from Milwaukee to Orange County will take nine plus hours.
I’ve done my part. I’ve been to the store to pick up my sister’s favorite goodies.
Helaine has been baking. Oh, my. I was skinny when Helaine and I met.
There are baked delights so delicious and unhealthy they can only be baked to convince a recalcitrant boy not to be scared of you. I don’t get those anymore.
“I don’t think these came out right,” Helaine offered as I walked into the kitchen earlier today.
I’ve heard this before. She’s so wrong.
Pastry. I heard the word “almond” float by. Slender, twisted, pale in color. I took a bite. Flaky. Oh. My. God. Nirvana.
I offered to take them off her hands, no questions asked.
Also appearing on tonight’s show… chocolate chip and thumbprint cookies. Both killer.
The cool thing about Helaine’s baking is how much she enjoys it and how good she is at it. Where is my 21 year old metabolism when I need it?
Beside eating, we plan on showing Jeff and Trudi around. It’s a nice place and we have access to the Sun.