It's officially half a year since Christmas, and there is absolutely no sign of me missing glazed ham, pumpkin pie, nor cider. I mean, at the time, in the holiday spirit I did enjoy these things, but darling summer, who's crept up on me as if playing hide and seek here in the Valley, has… Continue reading RAWRrrr
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She mutters
Last Friday, when I was spooning hummus (with my index finger), Magdalena made a fascinating remark. "If one day this girl breaks up with her boyfriend, instead of seeking comfort from a pail of ice cream, she'll be watching some chick-flick with a tub of hummus, which she would obviously make by herself." True. The… Continue reading She mutters
