My husband, the baker
At Justin's family's house, everything is a competition...push ups, pull ups, best shoes, least amount of hair, most amount of hair, whatever. So, when the annual Thanksgiving dessert making contest rolls around, there's no fooling around. Justin made four this year to make sure that he won. And they were all totally delicious I might add. But he didn't win. His 16 year old brother who slapped together some twinkies and then squirted some vanilla pudding on top won. I guess that's just Coloradans for you....fleece vests, hiking boots, the occassional flourescent crocs, and twinkies.
3 comments:
wow, justin's stuff looked amazing.
that sounds just like all the coloradans i know, too.
that pumpkin dip and gingerbread cookie thing looks delish? post recipe with hubby's permission, of course?
So, if we make everything a competition at our house does that mean Justin will bake some of his little delights for us? Autumn Harvest Pie, mmmmm...
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