Remember that episode of Friends when Monica loses a fake fingernail in the mini-quiches she made for her mother's dinner party?
That would totally suck, right?
Especially if you happened to be the person who bit into the piece with the fingernail?
She was faced with a moral dilemma: Serve the quiches and hope no one found the nail or... make lasagna.
I am currently facing a similar dilemma, only without the option of serving lasagna instead.
Here's what happened:
I made a big pan of bread pudding to send to work with Dan tomorrow. I put my heart and soul into that bread pudding. I cubed the bread, pealed and grated apples, sugared raisins, mixed up the egg and cream and vanilla and spices, mixed it all together, placed it lovingly into the oven and patted my Betty Crocker self on the back for a job well done.
Take that, Martha Freaking Stewart, I thought. I don't need my own magazine and a prison cell to kick some serious baking ASS.
Smug, I was. And ripe for a Karmic comeuppance.
As I was putting away my fixin's and wiping down the counter, I happened to notice...
this:
Oh. Shit.(Yes, my middle finger is extremely crooked. That's the one I broke when I went to swat my son's dog off the kitchen table in the middle of the night many years ago and smashed my finger on the edge of the table, instead. Stupid dog.)
I know I started out this project with 10 fingernails. I know this. I KNOW THIS. So where the HELL is my 10th fingernail??
I checked the floor.
I checked the counter.
I checked behind the coffee maker, the spices, and underneath the pot holders.
I checked the sink.
I even went so far as to dig through the trash.
No fingernail.
That leaves one place.
I'm thinking that by sprinkling cinnamon and sugar all over the top, it'll distract whoever bites into the fingernail. They'll be all, "Oooh! Cinnamony! Sugary! Crunchy... ? Cinnamony!"Right?
Oh! Make another one please!
ReplyDeleteHAHA! It looks so good. Im sure it got cleaned in the oven.
ReplyDeletePS. Friends is the best!!!!!
Oooooh. So did you send it? You know how sometimes you get a weird pecan or walnut? Maybe you could pass it off as that...
ReplyDeletesend it. he works in construction, right? construction boys like food, especially homemade sweet goodies. they'll never know.
ReplyDeleteps as I'm sitting here typing this, I cannot figure out how I came to the conclusion Dan works in construction. I do have a tendency to make things up. :/
Just put a note on it that the person who bites into the fingernail gets a prize, that way everyone wins. :)
ReplyDeleteAlison... remember the time you made up the fact that Dan works in construction?
ReplyDelete*snort*
He's an automotive engineer. Which, I guess, is KIND of like building houses... ?
xoxo
(It means if the buggy jacking doesn't go well and we break down somewhere, he can fix it. Woot!)
I did not send the bread pudding. Alas, I couldn't bring myself to do it. So we're eating it. I didn't tell Dan about the fingernail. I want to leave it as a little "surprise." I'm a giver <3
ReplyDeleteconstructing buildings, car engines, close enough...
ReplyDelete:)