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Musical pairing – Superman by Five For Fighting
It was a Friday afternoon and both The Professor and I were still in our jammies; we were each working on our laptops when we saw our UPS man drive his truck down the alley towards our studio. The Professor jumps up and races for the bedroom to make a quick change into a pair of street shorts – I mean it was like Superman leaping tall buildings and it was quite a site to see! Our cats all scattered in a million different directions and I was not at all looking like a poised and composed Lois Lane.
Instead, I was looking a little befuddled as I was trying to remember what I had ordered that the UPS man would have to drive around back to deliver.
The Professor made it to the studio doors just in time for the UPS man to make his delivery; I could hear exchange of the usual pleasantries between the two, the door closes and then The Professor begins to chuckle. The chuckle then turns into hysterical laughter – and I mean laughter so uproarious that tears are streaming and he can’t tell me what the heck was so dang funny. When he was able to compose himself enough, he replayed the scene of pulling on a pair of cargo shorts in a dark bedroom, racing towards the studio and suddenly feeling something in the left pant leg; two more steps, whatever it was shifted to the bottom of of his short – he glances down and in a nano second realizes that it’s a pair of his undershorts!! He also realizes that the UPS man is now opening the door of the studio, so The Professor tries to shove those undershorts back up the pant leg. He takes another step towards the UPS man, says, ‘hello’ and then . . . that loose pair of underwear falls completely out of the pant leg and drops at the feet of a very bewildered UPS man. So what else is there to do but for Superman, uh . . . The Professor, to bend down, pick up his undershorts and say to the UPS man, ‘hey thanks!’
Now I could crack some joke about The Professor getting too big for his britches but then again, he’s still the Superman to my Lois Lane . . . however, I do have to wonder whatever would he do with an errant pair of red tights?
In a not too distant past, I was a Pampered Chef and this was one of my all-time favorite recipes. I’ve always had a love affair with caramel – and as a child, dreamed of having a caramel apple at the State Fair. But they were too expensive for a family of 6 when just purchasing a ticket to get inside the gate and then enjoy a couple of rides was a big deal. Pie is another one of my all-time favorite desserts so making a recipe putting these two loves together is pure nirvana for me. These babies are quick, they’re waaayyyy too easy to make and boy oh boy, they’re also quite easy to polish off an entire batch by yourself if you’re not careful! I suggest making them when company is around . . . or not . . .