Visually-Impaired – Eeek! I can see you! Part 1: No Trespassing! Part 1 This set of stories is not for the squeamish or faint of heart. That’s why I wonder why I’m in the midst of them since I’m both –
I don’t think I need to be quite so honest, though, about the events I hosted with my brownies as my specialty dessert. I remember once I invited a few very posh mothers and their daughters to my apartment. The girls attended my third-grade class. The occasion has long since faded but one incident during that visit remains indelibly etched in my memory.
The moms and I were chatting in the living room and I excused myself to set the brownies out to cool in the kitchen, then returned to chat some more. The girls, bored with the adult chatter, wandered back into the kitchen.