Or at least, what MY friends do, okay, ONE friend, Kathy Down The Road, when it's her birthday and I invite her to the city for lunch to celebrate.
She shows up and hands me a warm-from-the-oven lemon meringue pie, a jar of lemon curd, and a can of Spotted Dick.
A homemade. Lemon. Meringue. Pie. Still warm.
I know. I know.
If you want to be my friend, the bar has been raised, people.
As I said on FB, it's not why we're friends, but I can't say it's hurting our relationship.
*That's three times Spotted Dick has appeared in this post. Can't wait to see what new readers that attracts...