I live on the second floor of an apartment building. Sometimes i'll leave a tied up bag of garbage on the porch before I leave for the afternoon, thinking i'll carry it downstairs to the dumpster on my way out.
Yesterday, I attempted Dorie Greenspan's Cream Puff Ring and failed miserably. It collapsed into a soggy mess shortly after coming out of the oven. I threw the whole thing away. Eventually, I put the garbage outside.
Later, I return to my apartment and find a squirrel scrabbling up the brick near the stairs. Glancing at the garbage, I realized that not only has he ripped the bag apart, he has picked out -only- the remenants of the cream puff.
The squirrel didn't bother touching anything else.
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