Cheesecake for cancer…
…because you want to know… Amber + bassoon player + 4 + bubble gal + cheesecake = tasty, chaotic sexy fun.
Amber bought the bassoon player. That….that was just the beginning… a date a year in the making…
2:20 = there is only one way to taste test chocolate sauce and raspberry puree – it must be licked. By many. Simultaneously. *slurp* Cheesecake is forthcoming… it is in our future. Nyah.
3:17 = cheese. Bountiful cheese. And crackers. Cheese is hot. Can’t miss… you want the cheese, don’t you? Would it help to know that there was beer cheese? Note the *was*…. I have never witnessed cheese consumed with such vigor.
4:43 = as the sun sets …smell of cider… foursome… watching them beat their meat… ah, this is how dinner should be prepared.
5:09 = appropriately sexy garnish
6:08 = it takes 4 people to light an oven pilot. Three on the floor and one to get the flashlight. Adds an element of *danger* to the meal, eh?
8:04 = beat meat is DELICIOUS! (aka chicken and stuff) and ‘orgy of taste in my mouth’ proclaims one of the 4
9:10 = cheeeeesecake…. oh my God. OH my GOD! I can’t even describe the cheesecake-I haven’t heart so much mmmmmm’ing in one room.. *thinking* …well, ever, actually.
10:20 = we just got back from a walk to work out some of those cheesecake jitters. WOOOOEEE!
I’ve been writing about concerts and books and the like…but sometimes… sometimes the best times are just comfortable days spent with friends and kitchen talk. 
Be well, all.
I think I’m still in a cheesecake coma. Totally worth repeating though.