We all have our weaknesses

I have always been jealous of those women who can belt out a belch that makes you sit up straight. You know what I am talking about. This foul disgusting belch that comes from their toes, it seems. It vibrates off the small adjacent walls and there they are, just sitting there, looking as if they never burped, slowly placing their beer back on the table. I am jealous. I cannot whistle either. Do you think it's related? I do.

I know this is not the sort of talk to be had on a recipe page, but it must be discussed? I think so. There are things I think of that I am lacking. I cannot burp with any type of abandon. It's sad. I also cannot whistle. Don't mock me. I cannot. I have worked for hours. This is not rocket science. I have seen idiots whistle. Why!??!!! Why not me? My sister in law can put both her fingers in her mouth, not unlike a lumberjack, and whistle so loud, it causes people to wince. Why!?! Why can't I do that. Life is unfair.

I CAN follow a recipe. Most cannot, as I have discovered. Can you? I have given really smart people recipes and they call me and say, "There were so many apples left over after I filled the pie tin that I made muffins. Then my pie emerged from the oven flat. Really shallow. What did I do wrong?" I want to say, "Really?....REALLY? Come on...you cut into people's bodies to remove stuff and you cannot figure out that you needed all those apples?"

Okay people. Ask away.... I will be the fixer of recipes that do not work. Just email me. I can do it. info@capogirogelato.com.

xoxo

La Regina

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