I am asking you this as a baker, not a drunken lush. I mean please, when one goes to make a wonderful chocolate truffle cake or maybe a nice tiramisu, do I really have to buy the full bottle of alcohol when I only need 2 tablespoons.
I am not making this request because I think the bottles are cute (though they are ridiculously cute). Nor am I asking because you changed the liquor laws back to allowing 1.5 ozs of alcohol in a drink (versus the 1 oz that was allocated, which was the downfall of the mini bottle in the liquor stores). I am asking because as a baker it would be nice to save a bit of money, make a delicious treat, and have a little left over to keep me warm while that treat is baking in the oven.
So please, pretty please, with a cherry on top... Utah please bring back the mini bottles we all so love and cherish.
Yours sincerely,
D.
Wednesday 26 January 2011
Wednesday 19 January 2011
JUDGE ME IF YOU WANT...
but late tonight I decided to sign up for match.com.
I find this an odd thing for me to do. First lets just say, I am not a forward person. Second, I find the whole idea that a computer can match me to the perfect relationship is a bit of joke. And third, really... a guy can't just sweep me off my feet like they do in the movies--O.k. this one I know isn't realistic.
But last night as I talked with a friend I asked, "When did dating become so difficult?" And thus, midnight finds me on the computer joining a relationship dating site, scanning mens pictures, and placing them in my favorites file (this process is similar to grocery shopping, reading the ingredients of each product and placing them in your cart... only this is human beings we're talking about). It's strange how you can now find anything over the Internet.
Anyway, this was my night, judge me if you want. I sent a wink ;) and maybe I'll actually decide to pay for a months subscription--that is if I can build up the nerve.
I find this an odd thing for me to do. First lets just say, I am not a forward person. Second, I find the whole idea that a computer can match me to the perfect relationship is a bit of joke. And third, really... a guy can't just sweep me off my feet like they do in the movies--O.k. this one I know isn't realistic.
But last night as I talked with a friend I asked, "When did dating become so difficult?" And thus, midnight finds me on the computer joining a relationship dating site, scanning mens pictures, and placing them in my favorites file (this process is similar to grocery shopping, reading the ingredients of each product and placing them in your cart... only this is human beings we're talking about). It's strange how you can now find anything over the Internet.
Anyway, this was my night, judge me if you want. I sent a wink ;) and maybe I'll actually decide to pay for a months subscription--that is if I can build up the nerve.
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