I am cleaning out the fridge and cupboard this week in order to fully move out of Boston (most of my possessions have already gone home home, which makes this week interesting and my skin/hair generally unhappy). I baked up a cake to use up some remaining supplies and brought it to the office to share. The reactions I got for doing so split easily between those who knew me and those who didn't.
New Co-Worker I Don't Know #1: Thank you. It was delicious!
New Co-Worker I Don't Know #2: I kept trying to resist but I finally gave in. This was so good.
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Edith: Pears and chocolate? Do they go together? There's corn in here. This should be called cornbread.
Moi: I ran out of flour and may have put in a little cornmeal...
Whitecastle: So you made this? Is it good?
Moi: I had to clear my cupboard.
Whitecastle: Not a ringing endorsement.
Moi: Eh. It's not the greatest cake ever. But people here ate it really quickly.
Whitecastle: They have very low standards.
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