Saturday morning our neighbor made us these:
|Monte Cristo...It could probably tunnel out of prison?|
The Monte Cristo is a Double-decker French toast sandwich containing ham, turkey, smoked Gouda and Swiss cheeses, fried then crisped in the oven. Normally I avoid foods like this due to the amount of treadmill time it takes to work off the calories, but when someone offers to brunch you, it is unwise to say no.
|Jesse hard at work in my kitchen working his sandwich magic.|
...And yesterday I received a package. And I'm pleased to say that this is all that is left of it:
|Tart Nenas for my wedding?|
It took me 10 minutes to devour exaclty half of Ms. T's cookies and all my strength to save the other half for Zach.
...And in case you were worried that all my great times revolve around junk food: tomorrow I have a test and an interview to work for the US Census bureau doing ongoing survey work. And then an interview to be a volunteer at OMSI. And then next week an interview with H&M. And if those don't work...Walgreens? Tomorrow I move into a new apartment. This should be good. I should also mention that it is one month exactly until I leave for Pittsburgh to visit friends, family, and to get legally married, and see four other people get legally married! I can't wait, the third week in October is the best all year in Pittsburgh! Then there's hockey season, sweater season, I could go on.................
Turn of luck? Maybe, but I'd love to pin it on this free coffee I've been drinking from the leasing office....