With no money, it's like a resurrection
So between my being sick and
rushthatspeaks not feeling so hot themselves, we were really not up for cooking tonight after
gaudior left for their show; we got takeout from Tenoch Mexican (necessitating the removal of the cat from the dining room, since he took the presence of three different kinds of taco and a squash blossom quesadilla as an invitation to fix his claws in my thigh until I bought him off with a share; he was wrong) and collapsed on the couch afterward to watch another episode of The Great British Bake Off. Only after the fact did we realize that despite a mutual desperate need for some kind of cake or biscuit, neither of us still felt well enough to bake, especially since we would have had to complicate matters by using the toaster oven, the oven itself still being dead. I made us both goat's milk cocoa, which at least contained sugar and milk and qualified as a dessert, even if not the kind that involved, say, any form of flour. It was better than nothing. I make it with cinnamon and vanilla.
At which point
schreibergasse and
nineweaving unexpectedly dropped by with hot cross buns and half a ginger chocolate cake, so that worked out.
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It was pretty great. The doorbell rang and we had no idea who it was. The telepathic baked goods delivery service, apparently.
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I suspect not everyone can implement it, but more success to those who do!
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This one?
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If he brings me unexpected cake, I'm not going to complain.
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Nine
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You really did! And I'm glad to know I didn't give you the flu in return!