biscuit and gravy surprise

today is the 16th, which means i'm officially in the 9th month of pregnancy. to celebrate, i'm conked out on the couch while, for a role-reversal, don and robin are making the sunday brunch biscuits and gravy.

i keep catching random snips of conversation, wafting from the kitchen:

"mince. is that like dice?" "yeah, but smaller, i guess."

"sage, i think." "i would add saffron."

"oh crap." "what?" "this was in the oven, so it just got heated to 400 degrees."

wish me luck.