Kira has FACS class this quarter (Family And Consumer Science (home ec.)). She had the rotten luck of being put into a kitchen with three girls with food allergies. One girl can't eat gluten, one can't eat eggs, and one is lactose intolerant. She came up to my room the other day in a total huff and gave me a baggie with what looked like a couple of misshapen candles. They were her pumpkin muffins.
They are as disgusting as they look. She said she was so looking forward to pumpkin muffins and when they were cooking, she looked in an oven at a pan she thought was from her kitchen, but was from a kitchen with some kids who could safely eat eggs, flour and dairy. She said they were puffy and golden with just a hint of crispness on the top. Her mouth was watering. You can imagine her disappointment. No, actually you can't. She was more disappointed than a person should be about bad muffins. I don't think saying that she was outraged would be overstating. She was outraged. What really put her over the top was that the gluten girl (who never does the dishes!) wouldn't even try their muffins. She had the gall to go and try one from another kitchen and then came back and raved about how good the other muffins were while Kira was doing the dishes, AGAIN.