| | On learning that she had eaten all the macaroons so lovingly whipped up by Regina Iannolo for all SOLOC 4 attendees to devour, I revoked her title of Her Majesty and banished her forthwith to SOLO Hell. Blasphemy!!
Those were made specifically for Barbara!!
Marcus sat in my kitchen as I made them with my two little hands, then he transported them with great care to the beach house, where they were secretly ensconced in her refrigerator. Alec, Garin, and Jason then joined him for a strict watch over the morsels so no one would touch them.
What fantastic heroism! My troops did a stellar job of protecting the sacred goods, and I am most thankful to them.
It's a damn good thing too, or all you vultures would have devoured them! Hmmph. :)
(I'll make more next year, don't worry. Hopefully this time I will be able to do it in person, so you can have them fresh as can be.)
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