I spied it from across the Goodwill-a gigantic, ten cup (at least) copper ring mould. Mr. ETB shot me a familiar look, half horrified, half resigned because he knew no baba or savarin will ever fill the coppery patterned beauty. No, this fucker is for Jell-O.
"But the holidays are coming" I explained, not that purchasing a gigantic ring mould needs justification.
"All of them. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, St. George's Day, Birthdays..."
"You should make some Jell-O in it."
And that kids is why we're still together after twenty years.