If You Can't Beat 'Em - Sage Rountree
My two-and-a-half-year-old found my stash. She was halfway through a two-inch-by-two-inch square of Valrhona when I discovered it. Since it was already covered with slobber, we sat together on the stairs and put it away. Might as well join ’em. The picture—derivative of Bear’s, I know—and the smears around her mouth show her triumph. And... Read more »