It was delicious!
Thank you! This pastry class gave him some much-needed confidence.
Brazo de Mercedes is lemon custard wrapped in soft meringue. Not easy to make, and it didn’t come out perfectly, but it was delicious! Incredibly proud of him - he is taking a pastry class at school, and this is the result of his hard work.
Love this - should also include a bat!
While I don’t disagree with you, she looks to be in her 50s. That’s hardly old. But yes, they fall prey to every single propaganda piece ever written on FB.
I had to remember it, and now so do you!
We did have a hilarious troll who would rage about people taking a shit in their mailbox. Or maybe someone really kept shitting in their mailbox. Either was it was an entertaining read.
xenophobia.com lol, that’s so true though. On mine there is a lady who posts about 100 times per day, so she clearly doesn’t have a job. And she is obsessed with thinking there are gunshots. We live in a super safe suburban neighborhood. There are no gunshots. It’s hilarious.
Jurassic Bark makes me tear up every time. I avoid watching it because the feels are too much.
Great, I take a stimulant, a beta blocker, and an antipsychotic. I’m cooked.
I’m going to tell a story on behalf of my husband.
He was 13 and in Boy Scouts. Their troop was told that some older scouts went missing and the troop had to look for them. They formed patrols and were searching for over 3 hours when the leaders said that the older scouts were located; one of them was disemboweled and needed a medical helicopter to come from Denver. That was the “oh, crap!” moment…
Turns out the whole thing was staged. No one ever went missing. They just wanted the troop to learn how to do search and rescue. There were younger scouts there who were crying and terrified, definitely scarred by the experience.
And that’s how things were done back in the 80s.
Heights. There was some movie or show where people were hanging from a skyscraper window after an earthquake, and I regularly have vivid nightmares about it. It’s not to the point of a phobia but a really strong fear. I went up the Seattle space needle with my husband, and he was clowning against the glass while I was only able to stay in the middle. Had nightmares about him falling or me falling off it ever since.