So my little sister Felicia got a domestic bug and went nuts in the kitchen last night. She was baking cakes and making tea and frying up fish and all kinds of things like homemade french fries. I tell you, she can cook when she gets motivated. We just haven’t figured out exactly what it is that motivates her. My mom usually has to do all the cooking in that house and Felicia just flies around doing her own thing.
She made a marble cake and brought it over to my house this afternoon. When I got home there was a cake with chocolate icing on the kitchen table and no note. I was a little freaked out about who would have baked a cake and brought it over to my house and just left it there. Hell, if it was my ex she might have put rat poison in it. I was afraid to eat it!
But then Felicia called and told me that she made it for me. I cut into it and poured a tall glass of cold milk and it was really nice. Pretty, too.