My coworker is from Greece, and even though I lived there for a while I can't remember if they have blueberries in Greece. So I made him a blueberry cake for his birthday, thinking that it might be novel. Luckily he really likes blueberries. And I have enough leftover blueberries to make multiple stacks of pancakes on a snowy winter Sunday.
Later on this afternoon I have a date with a prospective roommate. If she works out I will be extremely relieved.