So I was absolutely sure that the Symphonette farewell concert was tonight. I even made some plans to drive off to Glendale with people. And then I find out that it actually happened last night... that was a bit depressing, I'll admit.
But I shall pull through, never fear! Spiritual revival appeared right at our door, in the guise of the wonderful, amazing neighbor/apprentice-pastry-chef Courtney. Carrying this:
Apparently her bakery created this bread specially for some ritzy bistro in Scottsdale. Life is looking up!