The bread pudding: Milk Chocolate and Guiness Bread Pudding, with Jamison Caramel and Bailey's Ice Cream. It was like hot and melty St. Patrick's Day in my mouth. Speaking of St. Patrick's Day, someone told me today that I totally have that Scandinavian look. Is it so obvious that I am working on a vending system wherein lefse rolls out of my purse like touchless paper towel dispenser? Really, I'm not that Scando. Just a touch, and whatever of Chuck's Scandinavian dried skin flecks that have gotten into my hair as I slept. I've fended off two Fargo jokes, one "You Betchya" reference, and when, during a one-woman performance, we were faced with a photograph of some Minnesotans dressed in H2T camo, I was forced to admit that, yes, that is what my people dress like.
Exciting news that only Jodi will understand: One of the 24 strangers is from Wilmington, NC, where Dawson's Creek was filmed. I audibly gasped when he introduced himself. In a perfect world, I'd have busted out my falsetto and sang "I don't wanna wait for our lives to be over."
* What are you talking about, Willis?