So when a neighbor offered to take Oliver along with her daughters on a nature walk around town, I quickly whipped up these babies as a post-walk treat.
If my brain's muscle memory had not kicked in for this baking session, I wouldn't have attempted these. They're two steps too many for a busy hausfrau like me. It's been a better day today though...feeling nearly sophisticated (!) knowing that I made these warm and cheesy lovelies from scratch.
What's the saying? Fake it till you feel it?! Maybe feeling fancy more regularly is around the corner? One can only hope!