A Gift? Or a sneak attack?!
I'll admit it. I'm a sucker for surprises left on my desk. When I returned from lunch today, I found the above package.
Dear Reader, what would you do?
I opened it.
Inside, I found this:
Clearly, my love of the pastry has been broadcast far and wide. But, there was no note! No email saying, "Todd, you're so wonderful that I thought you deserved a pastry. Enjoy!" Only silence.
Still, I took a bite. And I lived. Life on the edge, my friends.
Later, I found out Matthew had made (yes MADE) doughnuts at home this weekend using the Flour cookbook and brought me a piece to try. Thanks, Matt. But, please, stop trying to make me fat(ter).