Over my limit
One of my coworkers is an excellent chef. She regularly delights us with her culinary prowress, especially when it comes to birthday celebrations. Hailing from the former Soviet Union, she makes a mean 4 layer torte cake replete with cognac laced icing. Oh it is devine.
Yesterday we were are treated to a sizeable slice of the rich and dreamy cake. I spent the better part of the morning happily plugging away at my task list.
Over lunch I walked up to the circle to meet LT for lunch.
Along the way I saw this:
Which makes me wonder.... just how much cognac does she put in that cake?!