It’s true, dear friends, except I didn’t even ask. All I did was bitch about how all of my background material was back at home, not thinking that anyone was actually paying attention to me, when once again Julie rode to my rescue. Not only does she have a sandtorte recipe, but she even asked me if I wanted her to put the oven on so we could make one right now. That’s my kind of bakerina. 
Why, of course we’re going to share the recipe. Soon.
Well, I would hope so. Otherwise I’d have to sing “Do You Really Want To Hurt Me.”
You don’t want that.