Just for you, Jennifer Bullis. Please to ignore the cooked-on scunge around the burner in the first one. The second, I call, “Hey, what happened to Larry?”.
Just for you, Jennifer Bullis. Please to ignore the cooked-on scunge around the burner in the first one. The second, I call, “Hey, what happened to Larry?”.
Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia 
Marilyn. I am deeply honored.
It looks like many a Peep has met its sacrificial end on that burner of your gas stove. Thank you for taking the time to initiate me in this delicious ritual. [Heads off to raid son’s Easter basket]
Ugh.
My tummy hurts just from looking at the picture. I wish the two of you all the burnt sugar fun you can manage, but … ugh.
But, but, but … The sugar on the outside becomes like the top of a creme brulee! It is a bit much, though … Once I get through my modest post-Easter stash, I’m done for another year.
AND I love “Hey, what happened to Larry?” This makes me guffaw evilly.
You should submit this photo & caption to icanhascheezburger.com–SO funny!
Thanks! Maybe I’ll give it a try. 🙂
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