Corcoran and Cakes

Last night I volunteered at the Corcoran to see Chef Duff speak. He was hilarious to listen to and I am pretty sure every woman in the room had a crush on him by the end. B and I sort of hung out til the end, drinking wine and stalking him. Finally, we got our pic...

Then, on our way to the car we spotted what we thought might be his van in the parking lot. So we did what any normal person would do. We peeked into the windows and snooped around. That's when our super-spy senses spotted this sticker on the back...
With skills like ours, it's a wonder the CIA hasn't recruited us yet.

(sidenote: The Corcoran has really amazing events every month. But apparantly attendance has been down and some great ones have had to be cancelled. GO CHECK THEM OUT. )

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