It occurred to me suddenly today that no fewer than THREE of my favourite people have the initials MM. Is this statistically unusual? I don't know. If there is a statistician out there who can answer that question for me, I'd be interested in knowing the answer.
The one male MM of the group came over for lunch today. Threatened with the prospect of having to live up to AHC's standard, I made peach crisp for dessert. Luckily MM is a recovering country boy from Out East, and lived a childhood replete with every variety of crisp baked by his mother. I'm sure he was saying it just to quell my insecurity, but he said mine was better than his mother's.
Take that, AHC!
(Sadly, this picture would be so much better if I had my dad's Nikon. Will somebody please buy me a digital SLR and put me out of my misery??)
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