A snowy day in November, the week before Thanksgiving.
It can only mean one thing.
Tom’s baking cheesecakes!
He worked all day, made 28 little cheesecakes and 4 big cheesecakes, and finished at about 9:30 which left me with this
this morning. I wasn’t going to take a photo of the sink because mixing bowls with cheesecake water is not a pretty sight. He did do a lot of clean-up but I wanted him to rest his feet so I’ll take care of the rest, today.
Check out the garden. It looks like its very own winter wonderland.
It should go back to looking like a weed-fest by Wednesday, when it’s going to be about 60 degrees.
Nope. Nothing wrong with the climate here, Mister Prez.