Nerd alert

Most twenty-somethings spend their Saturday nights trying to get laid, but me?  I walk through the trendiest neighborhood in Portland with my apron on because I forgot to get cream at the market and I'm in the middle of baking a couple of new recipes.  And I'm planning to take the baked goods to church in the morning.  Because I am a seventy year old woman trapped in this body.  Good grief.