the curse struck me last nite...never sit at the bar and proclaim "just one and i am out". it doesnt go down like that. you just jinxed yourself. so i proceed to finish off acouple of high lifes and a shot or two. i left around 2 am. such a hard life i live.
i'd have to say baking and pastries...that's what i love and that's what i want to do. i'm good at cooking, but i don't want to work in a hot kitchen on the line...not my thing. what about you?