No one told me that if I moved to Brooklyn and had a baby that friends would start dropping by with dessert in tow. I should have done this years ago. Yesterday we got a double dose of goodness with Matt, Tamar,
and cannolies in the early afternoon; Michelle and cookies later in the day. Today: Chris, Ange, and homemade red velvet cupcakes.
Not only do I love the company and sweets—I’m forever grateful for the motivation to shower, deodorize, camouflage the dark circles, and put on non-elastic waist pants.