A French couple recently tried to engage me in an argument over American cuisine.  I almost took the conversational bait, but hesitated for three reasons:

1. I try to discourage people from talking out of their arses as I find it to be unbecoming.  Even less appealing is an obstinate Frenchie doing so.  After learning that the couple in question had never been to the U.S., I decided to …  

This is dedicated to my beautiful friends Erin and Jill, who perpetually ignore their diets, budgets, and bedtimes to consume as many baked goods as humanly possible with me.  Life wouldn’t be nearly as sweet without you two!

I happen to speak the language of “cupcake” fluently, which is fortunate considering I have not yet mastered any …