no, that coffeecake under the cellophane is not butter-less. it’s full of butter. i broke my vow for the week. but i will say that up to this point, my week has been full of chickpeas, salad, and other butter-free goodness. but then today happened.
we had a meeting at our house this morning for emerging church leaders in miami. the first meeting of its kind in our house. a meeting full of people who want to see the church grow and friendships form. in my mind and omar’s that necessitates buttered up coffeecake.
and it was good. i also think it made our discussion of n.t. wright’s chapter on justice in simply christian more intelligent and thought provoking. right.
then i tell myself i’ll have just one little piece. but alas, if you were sitting next to me right now you’d see my crumb-filled lap.