Generous, caring, and nurturing-that’s me.
There was a very big football game for us folks in the Midwest this Sunday (or so I hear) and I was nice enough to make Matt a basket of warm Gougères to munch with his beer while watching the game.
Dream girlfriend, I know. Totally selfless.
Reality? I just want something to eat with my Champagne when I get home from work on New Year’s Eve, so I whipped up a batch of Gougères. Also, I detest watching football so I thought I’d cook up something blog-worthy so I could type the afternoon away instead of being forced to sit in front of the TV, pretending to care about the most painfully boring sport in existence.