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.