Yesterday, when we were deciding what to make for dinner, Geoff had the freezer open and stated "I want a Buttermilk pie" My maternal instinct kicked in and said "silly boy, you can have pie for dinner", plus its not like there was a freshly made pie sitting on top of the stove.
I admit, I think I know Geoff fairly well and while I had no doubt that the man really could follow directions, I never thought that he would. Needless to say, by the time we had decided on a main course, the cookbook was open and Geoffs asking me "how much is a teaspoon?" I love this man! With the exception of not knowing how to "dust the top with flour" he earned his girl scout baking badge with flying colors. When the man wants pie, he really wants some pie!
((P.S. As i turn to get the camera he yells "if you take a pictures I'm going to dump this whole thing on your head" and I think the exact phrase captured was him saying "I'm serious"... luckily for me he wasn't))
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