As of tonight, I’m starting a new series of posts called “Clueless”. These will be short posts that we’ll share from time to time telling you about moments when Joel and I look at each other and realize (again and again) that we are absolutely clueless.
We attended a fellowship group meeting tonight, and thought we’d bring along something to contribute to the meal. So, we stopped at a bakery and picked up a cake. It looked like some kind of sponge cake, or angel food cake with a few layers of filling (strawberry? whipped cream?). Our host kindly receives our cake, but toward the end of the meal we notice that no body is really eating any of it. So, we try a piece….only to realize that it’s not cake.
Instead, we’ve purchased breakfast food and brought it for dessert. Our “cake” is really a loaf of pastry bread with a layer of ham, a layer of cheese, and a layer of pork shavings (quite popular in local breakfast foods…imagine pork flavored sawdust and you’ll be pretty close) inside.