The seventh commandment.
You shall not steal.
Nate immediately suggested Stollen. Get it? Stollen? Stolen?
After a little bit of research I was both intimidated and intrigued. Mostly intimidated.
But, since Nate requested it, I thought I'd give it a try.
I should've gone with my first instinct.
There are now two very expensive batches of stollen in our kitchen trash can. I don't know what I made, but it wasn't stollen.
So, alas, tonight my church friends will receive an apology for not being able to follow the theme.
And also two batches of brownies.