So my wife has to make some home-made cookies for a work x-mas cookie exchange (I've told her to grab a handful of the receptionists 'cause hers were nice last year).
Anyway. being a supportive husband I volunteer to help and my definition of "help" is anything to do with chocolate - specifically melting it to dip the cookies in.
"OK", she says, "thanks!"
Really? I can't believe my luck. This is after 20 years of marriage.
After dipping a few cookies some of the chocolate has of course "accidentally" gotten on my fingers (if the bowl was deeper it would be up-to my elbows) and also the spatula and all that chocolate needs to be licked off.
She tells me off.
C'mon ... it's melted chocolate and you've just given me a spatula plus let me dip my fingers in it - what did you think was going to happen?!?
Just made me laugh.
