
If the most complex baking you do is putting frozen chicken cordon bleu in the oven, why do you have four rolling pins*?
Love,
Megala
*These are not the actual four, but a mere representation.
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January 3rd, 2008 at 3:49 pm
Weapons to kill squirrels, rats and bats? He thought he might try baking? He had a girlfriend who baked?
January 3rd, 2008 at 4:07 pm
It’s better to be prepared. You never know when the hankering to roll dough will come. I have two, I think. Do I really bake? No. I also have a complete basting set. Have I ever basted? No.
January 3rd, 2008 at 5:08 pm
OK, I’ll take a guess.
a) a gift from someone who had no idea what to buy him
b) a gift he bought for someone he had no idea what to buy for and never gave (you never mentioned baking to him, did you?)
As for what’s in a basting set, I couldn’t tell you if my life depended on it.
January 4th, 2008 at 12:47 pm
To ward off rabid fans, of course.
January 4th, 2008 at 2:13 pm
EKM, I know he never thought to try baking, and his girlfriend might, but four?
Kwana, what is a basting set?
Abby, probably someone gave them to him, or he picked them up at the swap shop to do what Nicole said, and ward off rabid fans.
Good thoughts, all! Now I don’t think he was quite so loony.