We’re having a holiday open house at the office today, and we all brought cookies and other sweets. I thought it would be fun and unique to bring brandy balls. So I made them last night and brought them in this morning, and placed them on the table with a sign.
But Boss Lady’s husband (Elliott, aka the inimitable HammHawk) had the same idea. He made bourbon balls.
And much to my chagrin, his balls are bigger than mine.
How very humiliating.
Update: By day’s end, the general conclusion seems to be that although Elliott’s balls are bigger, mine are more potent.