I blame the figs
It's Delivery Day! I am bagging product and oh so desperate to find a moment's peace to write out my wacky adventures with Carroll, my skin care regimen, Turkish aphorisms from Ulak, and the one customer I just can't stand!
While I bag, let's all congratulate Meagan for winning the Guess the Celebrity Contest!!!! Meagan, I will be mailing you the promised Anew Clinical 2-Step Peel and the True PoreFection Cleanser! Look for it soon in your mailbox, plus a few fun extras!
And who was the celebrity? I don't want to embarrass such a fine specimen of hunky manhood, so let's just say someone guessed him in comments.... Write to me if you can't figure it out, and I will respond with the correct answer.
While I'm bagging, I'm eating the most wonderful earth goddess sandwhich in the universe. In all universes! I'm not kidding. And it's all thanks to Carroll, who sent me home with a basket of figs from her organic Mission Fig tree. Holy crap this sandwich is good. Do this, and do it now:
Take two pieces of bread. Butter liberally on both sides of both pieces. Heat up your griddle or a cast iron pan. Place two slices of bread on pan and cover with a liberal sprinkle of gorgonzola cheese. Any blue cheese will do. then add sliced fresh figs. Place other slices of bread on top and grill like a regular grilled cheese. Eat. Swoon. Serves one. Honestly, four sandwiches could feed one, they are THAT GREAT!
Burp.
Now. Back to bagging. If you send me enough fast packing thoughts, I might be able to post a little ditty on testicles this evening....
6:59:48 PM 
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