The One With the Lovely Day

You know, I'm really not much of a cook. All the effort involved in cooking seems, to me, better spent on baking. But anyway, I make up for my lack of cooking skills by being friends with people who have them in abundance. Exhibit A: Brynn

Brynn invited us over for lunch and made us the most fabulous meal: Baguette with homemade pesto, tomato soup with meatballs and peppers, and a goat cheese, pear and honey-lime vinaigrette salad. It was very yummy.

O, and I contributed Oreo Soup. Yeah... I tried making this delectable-looking dessert, but went wrong somewhere in the cooking of the Chocolate Silk Pie layer and it never set. But it was the best Oreo soup I've ever eaten. (So good, in fact, I'm thinking it might be a good idea to always make that layer incorrectly.)

And beyond the wonderful food, we had lots of fun playing at Brynn's house on her piano and with her dachshund, Isabelle. Ellie was very polite and ate her soup like a little lady. And remembered to say "please" and "thank you," too.

I think Ellie wants to be a famous composer someday.

Brynn and I are planning on swapping our expertise more frequently in the coming weeks. I am greatly looking forward to it, as is Ellie, who woke up this morning still talking about Isabelle and the piano.