I’m not going to talk about Project Runway because Emily hasn’t seen it yet, except to say (and this is not a spoiler) that I think it was a decent decision. I didn’t have a strong favorite among the final four, and besides, after all this exposure all four of them will have a future. So…it’s fine. Whatever. I hope the winner takes advantage of the opportunity and does cool stuff.
The cheesecakes turned out well. It ended up being a smaller party than I’d anticipated, so I brought leftovers to work, and they were gone fast. It seems like Jeffrey (peanut butter cup) was most popular in the informal taste test, followed by Uli (fruit swirl), then Michael (chocolate with ganache–maybe too rich?), then Laura (plain).
I’m not going to comment on whether or not that was similar to the actual results. *clasps hand over mouth and makes “mphmhmmph” noises*
In less delicious news…
For those of you who are concerned, my toe hurts less than it used to. I have also been upgraded from “thinking about it makes me physically queasy” to “thinking about it is okay, though looking at it is still pretty gross.”