You asked, dear friends, and I said yes. Granted, I said it about ten days ago, but I still said yes. "Will you share the recipe for the focaccia/ginger-glazed chocolate cake/kuchen/Shaker Meyer Lemon Pie/apricot jam?" Why, yes, yes, absolutely, yes!
Eventually.
Tonight, though, I am helping a new neighbor move in, so to speak. One of my fellow toilers at LuthorCorp is also a world-class bakerina, as well as a cook without parallel. She is an alumna of the same culinary school I attended (although we attended in different years, and she earned a culinary arts diploma while I earned a pastry and baking arts diploma), she is a hard worker in the box factory salt mines, and she is sharpening her foodwriting pencils even as we speak. Tonight she takes the great leap forward into blogging, and I'm helping her get started, although, truthfully, she is so smart, and so good at any task to which she sets her mind, that I'm a bit mystified that she thinks that any help from me would be necessary, or even desirable.
Of course you know that once she goes live, a link will be forthcoming. I will beam like a proud auntie, and then I will make the observation that a blogday just isn't a blogday without cake...
Edit:It's official! Lynne Marie has gone live. Go say hello, either via her comment field or at queens(dot)cuisine(at)yahoo(dot)com.