Bitters and Sweets

The fancy spread at the annual departmental "social" gathering took the bitterness out of the trek to the burbs and the awkwardness of spending leisure time with co-workers who aren't exactly friends.

After a look break, I baked again for the occasion. Nothing gives me that satisfied feeling of mastery like the successful folding of dry ingredients into a meringue. Dang, my batter was airy.

From now on, I just might put bitters in everything. Forget what the recipes say. It's booze, yet it smells sexy! It was originally intended for "medicinal purposes." Perhaps, but what's with the ill-fitting label?