One lovely morning I got out of bed thinking all was right with the world. Until I went downstairs and found my sisters. Hungry sisters. “Linnaea,” they said, “We are hungry.” (Actually they said it in Pig Latin. I’m translating here). Merciful sister that I am: “Don’t worry, angels, I shall feed you.” (It didn’t sound quite so good in Pig Latin). “Oh, thank you, Linnaea, and in return, we will serve you forevermore.” “That’s not necessary, my darling sisters.” Okay, fine. ...
Pizza
Pizza Crust (no bread-maker used)
Since my bread-maker is officially a goner, I had to make pizza crust without a bread-maker (*looks shocked*). I had to make pizza crust because it was my sister's birthday and they ALWAYS ask for pizza. I'm not kidding. Always. A little originality here, please? Whatever. I don't have anything against pizza. Just the work. And time and time again I've attempted to enslave my little siblings to help, but since they happen to hate grating cheese and cutting up toppings, well...Yeah. It's ...