Today’s my birthday. My husband woke me up well before the crack of dawn to drive me to the airport. And right now? I’m in St. Louis, headed toward the world’s best pizza. And tomorrow night I’ll be at a Neko Case concert. So far, I like 31.
All drains lead to the ocean
Way back in February (or so), my dad took Poppy out to run some errands. 
They came home with a pet fish — a beautiful little Beta. Poppy named the poor little boy fish Dorothy, after Elmo’s goldfish, and he spent most of his time swimming around in a vase on the kitchen counter.
Dorothy has been a good and faithful little companion, paying close attention to our culinary adventures and leaping playfully to nab fish food from my finger.
Which is why I am very sad to report that this morning, I found that Dorothy had gone on to his fishy reward.
The worst part is, I’m pretty sure it’s my fault. I changed Dorothy’s water yesterday. I did leave the new water sitting out to acclimate for about 24 hours, but I don’t think I gave the vase enough time to return to its normal temperature after I washed it.
I think I killed Dorothy. And I’m really pretty darn upset about it. I miss that little guy.
These would be perfect for a tea party
This was my week to choose our Recipe Roulette dish, and I wanted to do something really easy. When I saw these chocolate croissants from Joy the Baker, I knew I had my recipe.
These little guys really are incredibly easy. Poppy probably could have made them by herself — well, except for the oven part and the cutting. I handled those steps, and she was in charge of chocolate placement and some croissant rolling.
My only complaint? It would be way to easy to eat them all in the span of, say, half an hour. That hasn’t happened yet, but it very well could. They’re wee and so tasty.
Here’s what the kids had to say:
Poppy: “Mmm, this is delicious! Can I have another croissant, Mommy?”
Pete: “Mmm, Mommy! Wow!”
If that’s not a ringing endorsement, I don’t know what is.