I would also consider my cat my best friend. But he’s off in Rhode Island, living the life of a luxuriously spoiled stuffed filet of cat.
My ice cream maker definitely helps when I’m here, without a cuddly beast, and in need of constant entertainment. Also ice cream just tastes damn good, even when its cold out.
I’ve got a weird relationship with profiteroles. I didn’t know what they were until about 2006, when that movie Paris, je t’aime came out. Its a collection of shorts about the different neighborhoods of Paris. Some of them are funny, some of them are sad, and one of them has Steve Buscemi.