Not so fun fact, back in the day we used to have to get a full physical, including piss & shit samples to attend the Culinary Institute…so they send you home with a small jar with a ‘spork’ and instructions.

I diligently made my sample, placed the container in a Starbucks togo bag and left it in the closet in the bathroom… which my mother found and thought ‘mmmmm muffins!’ and looked inside.

Not the type of muffins she was looking for…