Where I worked at, I made the mistake of
bringing in a batch of my signature Triple
Chocolate brownies. Co-workers assured
me that I could bring whatever I wanted to
future potlucks, as long as I brought those
The caramel swirl ones didn’t have as large
Now I’m off the hook. Yay.
Prolly a repeat, but in honor of TBT, here it is again, for your guilty chuckling pleasure.
H/T Sara Magdalene formerly from CO
I once ate at a haunted French restaurant.
The place gave me the crepes.