Sometimes I think the we should employ a food-rating system.
Same as movies or video games.
One where chocolate chip cookies are rated G and scary-ish type things like Stilton are rated R.
Salsa? Um, I’d say PG-ish. We must discuss the relative dangers of habaneros and jalapenos with our children before they consume varieties of salsa.
These bars? They hover somewhere in the PG range too.
It’s the dried orange slices and the spices. Continue reading
Yup, like the title says.
It’s random, and it’s a list.
Sometimes such lists are necessary. . .
. . . like when I have things I want to tell you and they don’t apply to a recipe.
So here we go:
1. I am giddy over this stash of books that arrived for me from the library – and this one sucked me in by page 19. Right here, in fact:
“Hide,” came Lynnie’s whisper.
Martha pulled back and looked at Lynnie. The face showed nothing.
Martha leaned in once more. “Hide,” Lynnie said again, and added, “Her.”
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Bunnies have become synonymous with Easter, so in a way, you could say that Easter loves bunnies.
Does anyone know why this is?
It makes no sense.
Well, I guess it might be because it’s spring time, and bunnies love the spring time? I don’t know. Is this when most bunnies are born? Aren’t bunnies constantly breeding?
Again, I don’t know.
And I’m too lazy to look it up, so I’ll just sit here happily contemplating, and forgetting later.