Cooking With Pooh. Thats a book title. Really.

Yeah, it's a real book. Click the pic for more info.

(This has nothing to do with deck parties in any way, shape or form. It’s just fantastic.) For the rest of time I will never forget the day my buddy, Sommers, walked in the door of my house with a small bag in his hand. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. His face was red. He may have been drooling a small amount. I was concerned, perhaps even a bit scared. Was he okay? What was the bad news? Who had died?

He slowly, carefully, reverently removed a brand new copy of “Cooking With Pooh” from that bag. And shortly after handing it to me, in the same manner a Doctor of Archeology would handle a thousand year old pot, he fell to the ground in hysterics. I believe there was snorting involved. His stomach hurt for a day. “Cooking With Pooh” holds a place of honor not only in Sommers kitchen but mine as well. This is a real book, about our little buddy Pooh, and you can get it for a few bucks. The book - a few bucks. The shipping - a buck. Owning your own copy of “Cooking With Pooh“? - Priceless.