Somehow, though, there has been time for tiny pears (Seckel pears, to be exact), made into peppery ginger scones:
And mini chocolate babka:
|Spreading rich cinnamon-chocolate filling over a yeasted dough...|
And a spur-of-the-moment rosemary, grape, and feta focaccia:
|And then, because I am me, I ate the remaining pound of grapes.|
Now, what do I make for my last weekend on Bellevue floors, macarons or mini nusstorten?
*Here, read this creepy tale!
(Title of this post being an allusion to this story.)