Rory: I'm gonna make it.
Emily: Oh Rory, you're not serious.
Richard: That hardly looks like dinner.
Emily: I agree. Rory, that's food you eat a carnival, or in a Turkish prison.
Rory: I promise you're gonna love it.
Rory: Listen. Just leave it up to me. You guys go back into the living room and I'll call you when it's ready. (Emily and Richard both give in and get ready to leave) Hey Grandma.
Emily: (she and Richard both turn around) Yes?
Rory: What are the odds of you knowing where a cookie sheet would be?
Richard: I'd say very slim (Emily gives him a death glare).
Rory: Okay, never mind. I'll find it.
Emily: (looks at Richard before they leave)Very slim? Thank you for that.
Well, here's some good news: To cook up Amy's crust to the peak of perfection, you don't need a cookie sheet. :D
It was divine. I swear by this crust. My mom couldn't believe how tasty it was. I made sure to sweep away two hefty slices into the confines of a big sheet of aluminum foil for a tasty lunch today before I reluctantly head off to the dentist to get my cavities filled (I have my mom's teeth...I could brush all day long and I would still get them!). It doesn't hurt (well, the shot does), but they give you this numbing medication that doesn't wear off for like 3-4 hours = no eating = not-so-happy foodie!
Remember these froyo cups? I found them again and stocked up! I have a strawberry one with white chocolate shavings for tonight. It's okay to be jealous!
Off I go! What's on your agenda today? Entertain me with your non-dentist going ways...
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