Saturday, November 14, 2009

The Missing Bundt



Otis had a giant box in his hands when he brought up the yam Bundt batter for the cake I'm baking for his dog.

"Here."

"What's that?"

"I dunno. Probably your Tunnel of Fudge.* It was downstairs."

It was. Where has it been since Wednesday? What kind of journey has the Tunnel of Fudge gone on?

I don't care. Long as it's here with me now.

*Mini-hippos included for scale.

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