Let The Cranberry Fest Begin

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The other day, I woke up in the mood for cranberry sauce. Naturally, this is pretty much every day, but the guys decided they were interested in the proceedings. I probably should have warned them against standing where they were first...




Dean was, of course, skeptical about anything that hurt poor Sam. Or just gave him cold feet in the literal sense.



They didn't count on how stinking easy this recipe really is. Clearly, I would have to provide them proof.



The proof…is in the presentation.



I overestimated the difficulty this part usually contains. Thankfully, the two little guys were willing to help out.



Of course, sometimes things get discussed. Things Dean, in particular, isn't comfortable with. Good thing he never sat in on some of my talks with close friends.



Finally, FINALLY, everything got finished. The guys are starting to get comfortable with me. This can only lead to terror.



…good thing I'm still bigger than they are. Little bums.