I tried baking one pan of rolls...and they were almost done and smelled..."not right." C* was devastated as he watched me plop each one into the garbage. Of course, he tried to snag them too.
E* begged me to keep them. Or to start a new batch. OR to make them when he was at school tomorrow. haha I think I'll be making them tomorrow afternoon.
But the whole "plopping each one into the garbage" reminded me the part in "Little Women" when Amy, was caught with the limes, and she had to walk back and forth...from her desk to the window, dropping the precious limes to the street urchins.
It's great when events bring to mind good books.