Experimental cooking can be a source of deep joy--or agony--depending on how it turns out. The perfect meal shared with a good companion puts me in a deliciously good mood. But unhealthy, un-tasty, untimely meals put me in a frump. This is my quest for good foods and good moods.
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Saturday, June 23, 2007
You're not my mom.
Mom and Dad said we shouldn't talk to strangers. Plus, you didn't bring any bugs. Don't worry, Dad is watching you from above.
Don't worry, Dad is watching you from above.
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