I got the bug to cook something wonderful this afternoon. Chicken noodle soup sounded puuurfect. ...and it was. I used a sweet potato ice cube to cool my bowl down and it turned the broth a beautiful shade of yellow.
Now I'm off to have leftover birthday cake for dessert. What? It was Jesse's birthday on wednesday and we can't let perfectly good cake go bad. Doesn't everyone eat "lunch dessert"?