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Just realized why last week’s bundt cake test-run turned out a bit on the burned side.
Turns out I was supposed to set the oven to 350 degrees, not 450 degrees.
I think I’m finally starting to learn the importance of a thorough recipe read-through before baking.
Here’s another “only in Boulder” for ya:
It’s only here that you’d be sitting in a coffee shop and have, at the table next to you, a young man re-dreadlocking his buddy’s hair (i.e. rolling it, picking at it, twisting it, etc), while the dreadlockee calmly works on his MacBook Air, occasionally shooting off a text on his iPhone.
We have a pair of wonderful and very generous friends who’ve been letting us borrow their couch for the past nine months.
Unfortunately, over the course of those nine months, Mike and I have become rather attached to the comfortable, old thing.
What are the odds that Jessie and Jeff would believe that we’d accidentally misplaced the couch, and therefore wouldn’t be able to return it?
Turns out that knowing both the title and the author is important when purchasing books online.
Despite the fact that most kids learn this in second grade on their weekly library trip, my (almost-has-his-doctorate) husband just learned this the hard way.
So now, at the ripe age of 28, I finally find out how lamentably small my head is. Awesome.
Thanks a lot, Zenni Optical.
Does telling the morons who live below us and smoke pot and/or cigarettes all day and night to get jobs count as loving my neighbor?
I feel like an argument could be made that I’m helping them in the long run …