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I had a bakingfest today (yes, I had a family fool moment, always makes me bake)
So now I have apple cake, chocolate Victoria sponge cake, a date and walnut loaf and a Great Big Artery Death chocolate Rum cake. And bread – real real real bread.
So I announce I’m not cooking tonight, I is TIRED from baking all day
Beloved will cook… except I want to live. So vetoed.
And we had take away
Beloved: Gorgeous meaty calzone!
Sparky: *raises eyebrow*
Beloved: uh, I mean naughty, bad calzone, that tastes like ashes in my mouth, oh the horror of such bad food that does not match Sparky’s in any way!
Sparky: Nice recovery.
Beloved: what did you get?
Sparky: Oh a salad…
Beloved: A salad? You?
Sparky: yeah, you know me – healthy eating and all
*sneaks donner meat Kebab from hiding place* ooooh soo unhealthily goood
Beloved: Interesting salad there…
Sparky: Hey no sneaking up on me -go back to your ash calzone
Beloved: Uh-huh I just wanted to check your “salad”
Sparky: There’s salad in it, damn it.
Beloved: yeah – you realise the centre of those meat towers are like salmonella central?
Sparky: I don’t care, it’s worth it *nomnomnom*
Beloved: Bah, you don’t get to complain about my cooking EVER AGAIN.