This probably doesn't deserve its own post, but I need to record this. You know, for posterity.

We had chili and cornbread for dinner tonight. Elizabeth and Flynn waved their magical cooking wands to make the chili, but I made the cornbread. Flynn insisted that I use a very particular recipe, which can be found here, and it was delicious. In fact, it was delicious even without the baking powder, which Flynn had hidden in the fridge. Really, who puts baking powder in there?