Happy day to you, awesome readers!
Isn’t it interesting, the conversations that go on behind closed doors?
I look at this picture of Bonnie and Clyde …
… and my imagination immediately starts spewing out what was being said:
Bonnie: Admit it. ADMIT. IT!
Clyde: All right. All right, already. I burnt the damn toast this morning. And YES. I’ll tell the gang it wasn’t you.
Or looking at this picture of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall …
… and all I hear is:
Lauren: Darling, please take off that silly hat.
Humphrey: I can’t. It’s hiding my bald spot.
Looking at this picture of Harry and Bess Houdini …
… makes my brain scream out:
Harry: Get in the damn box!
Bess: I’m tired of this game. Can we go watch porn now?
Speaking of ‘behind closed doors’, recently I decided that my kitchen needed a little excitement so I thought I’d
make try this recipe …
… which triggered the following conversation between Greg and I:
Greg (as he watched me pull out the bread-making machine): Whatchya gonna do with that?
Me: Plant an herb garden. What else? I was thinking some dill and maybe sage.
Greg: Either you’re being serious or you’re being sarcastic.
Me (as I walked around the kitchen, looking for ingredients): *Silence*
Greg: You can’t be both.
Between you and me, awesome readers, how hard can it be to throw a bunch of ingredients into a machine that does it all for you?
Answer: Easier than growing an herb garden *wink*
Stay tuned for outcome!
And keep your fingers crossed that I end up with a delicious maple-pecan cornmeal bread that tastes as good as its name. I want to prove to Greg that there’s a kitchen appliance that I actually know how to use.
Besides, everyone knows you can’t grow SAGE in a bread-making machine.
UPDATE: If you’ve fallen on this page because of some obscure search habits, you can read about how the bread turned out here.