I don’t want to turn this into a bragging post, but I have some talents.
I can whip up some pretty mean dishes, from gnocchi to a killer chocolate cake (my Mom’s recipe) to tasty French toast and Genessy goulash. I can carry a tune — and, by the way, you’re all invited to my shower for one heck of a concert. I can balance objects on one finger.
I can stack a small pile of quarters on my bent elbow and catch them mid-air with my hand.
I can pop off the bottom of a beer bottle by smacking the top with the palm of my hand. (I don’t drink alcohol, so I had to do something to entertain at parties in high school.)
And last, but certainly not least, I can [Read more…]