Just when you think you know someone...

...he goes and bakes you a cake, an apple cake at that.

I entered the house to the scent of baking apples and an hour later that cake didn't only find its way to my stomach, but directly to my heart. That old saying, "The quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach," rubbish. It's the quickest way to a woman's heart or any one's for that matter.

This delectable Apple Cake - recipe here was perfect served warm with a dab of fresh made whipped cream. I didn't realize I'd married Martha Stewart's protege, but then after he'd had his fill he returned back outside and resumed chopping wood. So maybe not. In either case it was apple-licious!
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