As shameful as it may be, I’m going to associate yet another post with cake. This time though, it’s more of a craving, as the closest thing we have to this in our apartment is a box-and-a-half of frozen mochi and a couple of cookies from a batch one of my roommates made last week. Such a wonderful spread of desserts does get me thinking about goodies for the Fourth of July, which is sneaking up on us next week. Maybe my three roommates and I can produce a patriotic spread of equally scrumptious treats for our friends next week. But for now, we’ll settle for sharing an ever dependable bottle of two buck (three buck?) Chuck.