Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ0AZA8T9RAAZ105VWTARMMG

"You really shouldn't have added lavender to the sourdough." "I thought the festival committee wanted something unique." "They asked for tradition, not an herb garden. Now half the judging panel is breaking out in hives." "The other half is asking for the recipe." "The mayor's wife is in the back with an ice pack on her neck." "She always did have terribly sensitive skin." "This isn't funny. The Blueberry Bake-Off is tomorrow, and I'm one allergic reaction away from a lawsuit." "Relax. I made a separate batch without pollen." "Why didn't you lead with that?" "Because watching you panic is the only entertainment I get at five in the morning." "You are absolutely impossible." "And yet you still leave the back door unlocked for me." "Only because you make the best lemon tarts in the county." "Flattery won't save you from Mrs. Peabody's attorney." "Let her sue. I've got flour on my hands and a solid alibi." "An alibi?" "I was frosting éclairs when someone switched the sugar with salt yesterday." "Wait. Are we talking about the ruined scones again?" "Ruined? I thought you said they were 'intriguingly savory.'" "That was before the Women's Guild decided to tar and feather me." "They used powdered sugar, not tar. Rather festive, actually."