For the first time ever today, I wished I were already 21.
You see, I needed some brandy for a recipe, and brandy was not to be found. The corner store was closed, the other corner store only sold beer and wine coolers, and major supermarkets tend to card. Eventually I acquired some because Scott was kind enough to trek back to Safeway with us, but sheesh. Less than a month left.
Oh, and Andronico's sucks for only selling really really expensive dried fruit.
My cake turned out nicely though, except for the falling apart bit. I'd post a picture, but it's not very photogenic.
Instead, I decided to share the picture at left. I snapped it Dec. 30 in the late afternoon, facing almost directly south.