I received a batch of homemade cookies the other day.
You'd think that I would be delighted getting these yummylicious treats instead of some run-of-the-mill ones off the shelves, which I was of course, the homemade biscottis and sables warmed my heart immensely. Yet I had such mixed emotions going through them. I don't know what's worse - the fact that these came from a guy who's obviously better at baking it up in the kitchen than I am...... or that for all my love for pastries, I do more eating than baking (or should I say, all the eating but none of the baking)?
My conscience is definitely getting the better of me.