You’ve gotten a bunch of questions as of late. It’s probably a good idea to pull your head out of the feedbag and try and answer the biggies:
- Did you really bake all that? Yes. Unlike a lot of food tumblrs, you make what appears within. There is the odd occasion where you snap a shot of something you’ve eaten at a restaurant, but those times are few and far between (and are always noted). Most of the time restaurants won’t seat you. That might have something to do with the fact that you’re usually in your underwear covered in cookie dough.
- Where are your recipes? You’re not so much about the recipes; you’re about the gluttony and the shame. Most of what you do can be done by anyone willing to open a cookbook and embark on a downward shame spiral. If there’s a specific thing you’ve invented, you’ll happily share when asked — otherwise you point people in the direction of the cookbook arsenal link.
- Do you weigh 800 lbs? You’re pretty sure your mother told you it was rude to ask things like that…
- Will you marry me? Sadly, your heart belongs to a roaming vagabond éclair you encountered once in the South of France. One day you’ll meet again and run away to a land of ganache and pastry cream.
- Are you Paula Deen in disguise? Possibly. Y’all. Actually, an interview with you can be found here.
- Why haven’t you answered my question? You try to answer questions at a rate of about one to two a day. You’ve got a job at the moment, and your boss doesn’t take kindly to your baking or your internet habits. Generally, the funnier a question, the more likely you are to answer it. Generic recipe questions such as, “Do you have a recipe for cupcakes?” usually aren’t answered, as far more helpful (read: less wacky) responses can be found via Google or a solid cookbook in a more timely fashion.
- Will you promote my blog?! Not if asked. You like to search for like-minded shamefulness, or, things that catch your fancy, like chocolate-covered bacon puffs. That’s generally when you promote.
- That eating disorder post… Caused a bit of a stir, didn’t it? It can be read here. You wrote it with love and concern, and plan on saying nothing more on the topic.