Well, the story across the street with the bread pudding is: I'm going to make a few pieces, along with my sugar cookies, for trial sale this weekend. The guy, who btw has a different young lady on his lap every time D.J. and I look, wasn't too enthused about my prices, and was totally trying to lowball me. But nothing's settled between us (and I don't mean his lap), until we see how/if the sales go.
As such, I think I better spread the word, so maybe some of my friends and/or peeps can head over there this weekend and stock up. Word up, peeps! Jane Street and Eighth Avenue, Friday night through Sunday afternoon...
* from the musical Oliver
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