Now buckle up, because I have a story to tell you. A story about love, heartbreak, failure, persistence, and inspirational underdog-comebacks.
My wonderful same-age-as-me-for-a-couple-months-out-of-the-year husband Jim is so awesome. He supports me in whatever I choose to pursue, no matter if my newfound hobbies cost a fortune in groceries and kitchen supplies, whether they increase our waistlines or not, whether the fruits of my labor are good or even edible. That's love.
He even goes above and beyond, supporting my arguably OCD need to chronicle these kitchen adventures on my blog, suggesting new and exciting foods for me to try to push me to experiment and always improve myself.
So for his birthday he humbly requested a Boston Cream Pie, his favorite type of cake.