Friday, August 19, 2005

The sugar pie looks nothing like the picture in the cookbook. I think my oven heats too hot or maybe the moon is too full, I really don't know. It is, however, kinda good and the crust came out alright.

At Mexican Safeway, blonde, beefy, furry Byron was working and I gazed at him as the checker rang up my purchases- milk, yeast, condensed milk, evaporated milk. I'm stocking up my bakery as I aspire to do more cooking. As the pie baked Brady called and we chatted and then Patrick called and I hung up so they could chat and I ate my not-Jonny-pretty-enough pie and wished I wasn't on a date with myself.

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