My caramels are in the Omaha World Herald today.
It is satisfying to see that a professional photographer couldn't make them look any better in a photo than I can. Food photography is a difficult genre for all but the real devotees. I don't look any better than the caramels, but that's just my big, fat face. I should really do something about my eyebrows though. *Shrug*. They actually spelled my name correctly.
Danny was lucky enough to get a tour of the newsroom (thank you notes are en-route) though he's kind of bummed that reporters can't smoke and drink in the office anymore. The police scanners were a source of fascination as well.
OK, my caramels had their 15 minutes. I've got laundry to do, and toilets to scrub.