Now I want a hoagie and I am thousands of miles from the nearest Wawa. Curse you!

This i so good, I could see Colombo scratching his head the way he did, right when he was about to nail them.

And not at all out of character for the city of brotherly love.

Thank you! I can stop staring at it now.

Me too, it can, right?

In case you are here for the actual recipe: https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1020805-seis-leches-cake

I mistimed it one time and got lost on the way to the airport. I’m wandering the streets, getting more amnd more high and things are starting to look less and less familiar. Finally I get it together enough to call a taxi (in tears) and the operator tells me I’m only a block away and calmly gives me directions. I made my flight just in time and am forever grateful to that kind soul.

Looks like someone finally captured a family hug with our teenager in the middle on film.