Elegant

Here's my morning's impromptu apple pie like item (the crust being the leftover short dough from yesterday's Fruit Torte). Still haven't tried the cake yet, though did give half to the father of the family D.J. and her dad stayed with over Spring Break.

I know half is a tad tacky, and I would've been happy to have thanked, impressed, and gotten the thing out of my house all in one fell swoop, but I need to at least try it, professionally speaking, of course. So I cut the pretty cake in four pieces, mixed and matched the quarters, and gave the it's-too-long-a-story-to-tell-you-how-I-know-him dad the two best.

D.J., by the way, and one of the young lads she stayed with—how can I put this?—seem to share a great appreciation for each other, and together went to his middle school's Friday night dance. No one took a photo, though I'd asked many times (aaargh!), but I know the boy wore a seersucker jacket, D.J. wore a super cute new skirt and caused a mini uproar in the boy's social sphere, and overall, the father of the lad told me the two of them were "elegant. Just elegant."