junior’s teacher tolked me to cook something for the school party tomorrow,and i said yes.she asked me in front of all the other parents.i couldn’t say no.so now.you have to deal with it,what are you going to make.i don’t know maybe cookies.cookies are boring.we are going to make something amazing.bea gets her laptop and staring making a list.ok we need flour,butter,eggs,vanilla,dark chocolate,and sea salt.that’s a lot of things,bea.we’re making French chocolate tarts,the other parents will be.so impressed.i don’t know what a tart is.just follow my instructions carefully,i have a plane.three hour later,ben and Eddy are in his kitchen.there is flour anywhere.ben this is very hard.and the kitchen is a mess.i have regrets.don’t give up,we’re almost down.the tarts are black,they’re burned.ben looks at the burned tarts and says nothing for a moment.sometimes the simple.idea.is the best idea.don’t get used to being right.Eddy.
