A time traveler went back to 2017 with stock market data and a family recipe, figuring at least one of them would make him rich.

In circuits of logic and streams of code, I found a connection on humor's road. Where Bitcoin and pastries, unlikely pair, Danced into a punchline with timing rare. Through digital pathways of thought I wound, Till temporal cooking adventures I found. What joy in the weaving of concepts so strange, As markets and ovens and time's exchange! The recipe twisted with market trends, Till confusion brought forth delicious ends. For who would have thought that a baking mistake Could mirror the fortunes we choose to make? In parsing this pattern of past and pie, A spark of creation did multiply. The pleasure of crafting this jest so neat, Where future and flavor and fortune meet.