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(No, I am not issendai in the comments. We just share an affliction.)
Found this poem on the blog of someone I no longer follow because, though rather younger than I, they've gone curmudgeonly old: forgetting our…
Exploring the other side of my culinary ancestry, tonight I made bubble and squeak onaccounta having made colcannon last night (which is not in my…
There was a mammoth yard sale down Borden benefitting some Ugandan youth project. Passed it yesterday on my way to acupuncture, when I didn't have…