Sunday, July 11

Oh My God. you guys should have seen that cake. my mom pulled me away from listening to that vanilla ice/bill cosby thing to leer at this martha stewart creation. it was a cake. i think it was a cake. looked like a watermelon, though.

dark pink middle, with black specks, layer of vanilla ice cream, layer of lime green sorbet.

i can't even begin to understand how that woman comes up with that shit. she doesn't need to be in jail, she needs some sort of nobel prize for (mostly) useless sciences.

she really does make a hell of a quiche. That actually sounds good right now........mmmmmmmm

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