I think it must be genetic. I mean, both of my Grandmothers do it. I couldn't sleep last night after a crazylong and crazypainful coughing fit woke me up around 2am (thanks to the almost-flu), and so I decided to bake a cake. I swear it runs in the family.
I present to you:
Insomnia Cake. A chocolate angel food cake with a coffee-chocolate frosting. OM NOM NOM NOM!

It is so sinfully good that I couldn't stand to have the whole thing sitting on my counter, so I gave half of it to Chris to take to work with him tomorrow.
Also, I've been listening to Regina Spektor's new album.
And seriously? She
never disappoints. Listen...
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