Bare with me folks.  I need to get  something off my chest.  Are you sitting down? Ok, here goes….I’m a knitter.  There…I wrote it.  The world knows my shame. Wait, wait, wait!  I’m still cool, though.  I just like to sit quietly, tea by my side, needles in hand and make frilly scarves.  What?

Alright, all kidding aside…my girl Patty had a knitting party last weekend and it was a blast!  Six ladies gathered,  some underneath blankets they made, drank tea from real china, gnoshed sweet treats and discussed lady-things.  You know what I’m talking about.

Aside from the kisses I brought,  one treat in particular blew me away, tea cakes from Martino’s Bakery.  I had never heard of this place before, but I’ll never forget it.  It disappeared after two bites.  I’m serious.  I almost choked on it because I ate it so fast!  That’s how good it was!

Please, if you’re anywhere near Burbank, check this place out!  Currently, I’m without a car and I’m thinking about taking the bus there.  Hey, I live in L.A.-so that’s saying a lot.