The best friends
are those who bake in your kitchen and leave
four layer cakes behind in your refrigerator
FYI: the cake is gone, dear friends,
please come back soon
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25 comments:
Amazing. I didn't recognize anything except was it milk? I didn't see the cake. It must have already been gone.
Yes, those are good friends!
BTY, just wondering, since you are soooo familiar to Portland....did you used to live here?? You must have!!
Hey, Abe, check again for the cake. It's right there!
(I know, I know....all those years of being President and then getting shot, it's hard on the eyesight.)
The cake, all gone now? All of it? All? Alas. It must've been yum.
Is that a chocolate four-layer cake?
And your friends ate it already?
Boy, do they take the cake!
I LOVE chocolate...... Lucky you, who have friends making a cake like that!:-)
The contents of fridges reveal a lot about a man's soul... and stomach!
You are what you eat, say mrs. Gillian at th TV...
The cake was the first thing I saw.. greedy instinct!Ü
(PS: thank you so much for your nice comments on my blog.You made my day!)
My eyes zeroed on the huge cake before reading your words. These are friends, hope they'll come back soon! Absolutely great idea for a post!
Mmmmm! Question, though-- did your friends also leave a huge mess in your kitchen? Because that could cancel out the cake!
Excellent idea! Ah... but are those cookies gone?! I spotted something that I used to eat tons of when visiting friends in DC!
But I love cake!!! Okay...You are supporting me with my diet, oh girl just all these French cheeses that we find easily here are so wonderful!
I think I lost my mind about these delicious cheeses!
LOL ;) okay I'm kidding!
Great idea and sooo creative dear Brattcat!
But I can see your fridge is full of yummy stuffs ;)
Lucky Brattcat!
Wonderful post, congratulations!
Léia ;)
Please come back to my blog when you'll have a little time..There's something I'd like to tell you..Ü
In looking closely, and you did invite us to study your frig up close and personal, the bottom eggs are past their expiration date. Ha! Time to buy more before the friends arrive to bake again.
The cake really is all gone? What a tease! Next time make it a German Chocalate.
I feel as though I have been supplanted! Your eggs are past their UBD ... now THAT is close observation ...
I would never be game to show you what is in my fridge: a nutritionist's nightmare!!
Frank, we recycle our egg cartons. The eggs usually don't make it longer than 10 days in our house, if that.
Lizziviggi, our friends did NOT leave a messy kitchen. They were the perfect guests. And not only did they bake a four layer chocolate cake, they also baked chocolate chip cookies and two batches of peanut butter cup brownies, leaving our freezer full of treats!
G-M, if you are what you eat than I must be a handful of chocolate chips. ( :
Elenka, yes, we lived in Portland briefly and loved every second we spent there, even those wicked cold February winds that froze the water in our eyes and the snot in our noses.
Only a comfortably and obviously happy cat would cover for mom and use the "recycle our egg cartons" line. When Brattcat comes clean we'll learn that the cat ate the entire cake plus all the cookies and brownies, too. (Time to put a fresh box of baking soda in the frig...it's smelling like fur. Ha! OK, I'll rub that belly. My cat is growing jealous.)
I need to get new friends...
You guys! You make me laugh and laugh and laugh.
lol... a single person's fridge? it's so TINY, bratt! ;)
Mmmm, I spy something yummy on the second shelf!
I'm looking at the filling between the layers . . . orange something perhaps?? I have to wipe the drool off my keyboard . . . hold on . . . is that Vermont "gold" I see underneath the cake shelf? What a fun doorway post today, bcat!
I could use friends like that. How many forks?
Slim, no orange, just chocolate cream. And yes, that's our maple syrup dispenser Can you tell we use that ALOT?
BSquared, we have enough forks to go around, but personally, I liked it best when I ate it with my fingers.
Good post, made fun by the affection and joy in the comments.
This blog is comfortable in its own skin.
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