It always takes me a little aback when someone tells me thank you on Veteran’s Day. It’s hard to reconcile the feeling that I never really did anything important while I was in the military with the fact that, on paper, I’m a veteran of war…

No baby for me! I’m safe until next year! :D

Our shop was introduced to the (slightly belated) Mardi Gras tradition of the New Orleans King Cake. It’s a kind of more a coffee cake, wherein a small plastic baby is hidden, and whoever gets the baby (hopefully before biting into it) buys the cake the next year. Fun and very, very tasty! I think about two thirds of the cake is gone…