Around this joint, we have our culinary moments. We aren't a KD Deluxe couple (okay, like maybe once every coupla months!) - but we aren't master chefs either. We fall somewhere in the middle and we cook most nights. And when either of us makes a dish that is particularly fabulous, the standard compliment is: It tastes like somebody else made it!
Tonight, friends - I made blueberry muffins. I have an egg allergy, so I can't rely on typical recipes. They just came out of the oven, and sister - they taste like somebody else made them.
That is all. Gonna go git me anutha.