Sunday, January 01, 2012

A Butcher, A Baker, A Candlestick Maker

A baker AND a Ravens fan!

Conor loves to cook, which is wonderful for so many reasons.  It's an extremely appropriate leisure activity and helps while away the hours on a rainy day.  He and I can work side-by-side on a nice banana bread and my husband can enjoy the fruits of our labor.  (I try to eat gluten-free so no banana bread for me. For the life of me, I can't get the hang of baking gluten-free bread.)  

Most importantly, Conor would like to be a chef when he grows up.  I can honestly see him working in a bakery one day, helping to get the muffins, scones, and cupcakes out the door.  Maybe he and I can even open our own cafe and sell baked goods, artisanal coffee, and books. (He does know how to work our espresso machine; he'd make a hell of a barista.)
The first step to realizing our dream, however, is to teach Conor not to pick his nose. I think the health department would frown on that.
Oh c'mon, like you never.  He just doesn't have the level of social awareness to go into the bathroom or do it in the car.  (I swear, people, we can see you in there. Duh.) 

The current protocol is to block and redirect.  We offer him a tissue.  He politely declines.  ("No, thank you, " he says.) I make him try using the tissue anyway. He's only 12 years-old.  I figure by the time he's 22, he'll have the hang of it.
Until then, I just tell myself that by eating what Conor has baked, we are strengthening our immune systems.  (I swear, honey, I don't eat the banana bread because it's not gluten-free.  Cross my heart. We wash our hands before we start, and again after we crack the eggs.)

There you go... our first product.  Conor's Immune Strengthening Banana Bread.  Baked with love and a little extra somethin' to keep your immune system activated. $10.95 per loaf.  

Get 'em while they're hot!