Who’s ready for a funny homeownership story?
Well too bad, you’re getting one. It’s food related, I swear.
It’s all very apparent that Brian and I can barely remember to shower, much less know how to keep a house up. And move in weekend was no exception, as Brian wasn’t exactly diligent about making sure the utilities were all put in our name. Actually, he got around to it on Sunday after our closing. But the gas man, tricky little minx that he is, beat Brian to it. You see, late Sunday afternoon, he came over to shut our gas off.
Brian caught him in time to have a lovely conversation. It went like this:
“Hey dude! I’m Brian, I’ve been meaning to call you and put the gas in my name.”
“Hi Brian, I’m Larry the gas guy. I don’t give a rats that you’ve been meaning to call. I’m here to shut your gas off.”
“Pleasure to meet you Larry. Anyway you’d consider not doing that?”
“Cool, keep up the great work.”
So we lived the first week in our new house without gas. It wasn’t so bad, I just made Brian take me to dinner every night. Buuutttt it was like 6 days into the whole dining out week that I realized that you don’t need gas to turn on your oven.
And to think, I graduated from college.
Here’s the good news: If your gas goes out, you can totally make this bread pudding!
- butter - 1/4 cup, melted
- brown sugar - 1 cup
- brioche - 1 loaf
- eggs - 8, whipped
- milk - 1 cup
- vanilla - 1 teaspoon
- cinnamon - 1 tablespoon
- pecans - 1/2 cup, chopped
- salt - 1/8 teaspoon
- peaches - 1 cup, sliced