Yes, somebody stole my baking soda. In case you wondered how much drama can happen in the kitchen of a coffee shop, there you go.

I was making chocolate chip cookies this morning. Flour? Check. Salt? Check. Baking powder? Check. Baking soda? ... Baking soda? ... "Hey, where's the baking soda? Sombody stole my baking soda!" A co-worker and I spent a good 5 minutes looking in every nook and cranny in the kitchen for the baking soda (mind you, the kitchen is quite small). We checked the refrigerators (even the ones up front), and the mop sink. No baking soda. I used it on Tuesday. The best I can figure is that someone broke in during the night and made off with my baking soda. I eventually ran to the grocery store a couple doors over and picked up a box of baking soda so I could finish my cookies.

¶ 12:56 PM