When I am not writing, I sometimes allow my creativity to manifest itself in other areas of my life. Cooking is one discipline where art and imagination can sometimes combine to create a masterpiece.
Behold! I call it "sausage de la poo." While dubious at first, Sheridan now loves it and is heading to school with it in his lunchbox . . . in gleeful anticipation of eating it in front of the other kids. It just does my heart good to see my son so proud of his fathers creations.
While Karla also ate a piece, I'm disappointed to report that she did not shower me with the effusive praise I thought this effort deserved.