It's funny that you're so upset about my recent admission...especially considering Saturday's series of events in which you:
1. Talked up this three-berry pie that you made
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2. Made me go to church flea market to get it where I, unsuspectingly, found my childhood Sculpey bead making kit strewn admist other worthless junk
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2 comments:
oh snap
in with cream and parmesean last night a la Martha's advice. It twas...merely OK. I'm thinking about movisbobetng upstate to open a restaurant lately...fanibcbettasizing is more like it...and this winter I will be honing my cooking skilllz in order to prepare.
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