Lemon Bars...soo good.
So go read Whitney's blog. Enjoy her wit. And make her food. It's a good time and it will make your belly really happy. And if you're lucky, she might even make a recipe just for you. Actually, all you have to is send her an email titled "Reader Request." It's that easy. Your welcome.
For more of Whitney's adventures, you can peruse her recently deceased blog: Whit. Ing. Life Abbreviated. (See?! I told you she was witty.)
UPDATE: Whitney often posts conversations with her three-year-old, Jack. Since this post has become somewhat of a tribute to all things Whitney, I'll post a conversation I had with her three year old.
Setting: My nephew's 3rd birthday party. I'm peeling the plastic off a grocery store vegetable tray when Jack pops up across the table.
Jack: "What are you making?" (By the way, Jack is incredibly articulate for a boy of three and his enunciation frankly puts me - a hopeless mumbler - to shame. Moving on.)
Me: "Making? I guess I'm 'making' vegetables."
Jack (inhaling deeply, eyes closed, slight smile): "Mmmmmm. Smells delicious."
I need to get me a three year old.