Tonight I had my Eureka!!! moment at school. After several bouts of caramel burns, ugly tart doughs and an nasty incident with the cheese grater, I found my niche. Delightful oasis of viennoiserie, more specifically a bread called challah, you have changed my whole outlook on pastry school. It was fun before, but now I am delighted to say making bread is the best thing since, well sliced bread. I was invincible tonight, the tin foil didn’t dare cut me, the oven refused to burn me. My challah was gorgeous. I love kneading and watching the bread rise. I feel like Curby when he discovered dentistry. I am not a pastry school misfit. Well, maybe….
Anyway, congrats to Anna and Deron. I got unbelievable drunk at their after-wedding party and threw up in the cab coming home (sorry brooklyn cab co). Also, congrats to Mr. and Mrs. Pio Sanchez on their engagement!!! Love is in the air, and me without a prom date. Sigh.
Look out, New York, Ms. Brookowsky R Brookington is coming to town. Anyone around this weekend? My very good friend from PA will be here and I dare you to drink more than her — yeah that’s a challenge! So, call or email me if you want to hang out and show her a really fun time with me.
I promise I’ll write more often!!!
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