Thursday, September 27, 2007


I've come upon a great little factoid: the smell of baking cheesecake is remarkably similar to that of a breastfed baby's poop. I know this because I have spent the last half hour periodically smelling K's rear end only to discover, each time, that it's still the cheesecake and not her.

This is going to stay between us, though, okay? I don't think tomorrow's dinner guests would not find it so amusing come dessert.

1 comment:

Melissa said...

No wonder I don't like cheesecake.