#willothewhispers

Vivek hadn’t been to a bar in...quite some time. Years. In fact, the last time he remembered being dragged out to one was after an NFDA Convention sometime in the nineties, when you could still smoke indoors, and he found it so personally abhorrent he declined all after-work engagements for some time. 

But Cassie had been there at least to prevent him from wearing a blazer, telling him he WOULD look like he was drinking after his own funeral. The young Papillo told him to mind his manners at the Lantern, which puzzled Vivek, given that he didn’t remember ever not doing so, but the thought faded by the time he was out the door.

I found a gadget that makes long eggs but I don't like eggs. Do you know if other things can become long? I would like to make a pancake tube, maybe even a cupcake tube. Also, do you know if you can make a mug cake but big?

I feel like a bowl enters the equation somewhere. It should. You have to put things in things or you'd have a mess. No one likes mess. I don't like mess. My customers don't like messes, which is why I sell them bowls.

I used to have a boyfriend that insisted on making this Jell-o salad with oranges and crab for every party that he hosted -every single one no matter the theme, always that same salad, haunting my dreams- and of course I never ate it. He kept telling me that he'd bet $100 dollars on me liking it if I only tried it but I had self-respect. Anyway, he's dead now, good for him, so now I can try it without the weight of a bet hanging over my head. I bet it's disgusting.

I also would like to make bread pudding. I like bread. :+)

Oh I think I’ve heard of Lumbar…a coroner’s report some years ago…Strictly off the state books, if I remember.