There’s a method

What snack would you eat right now? My morning was spent toiling over a blender. Lest you pity me my arduous labors, it’s nothing. Really. Cooking was abandoned long before Burt’s diagnosis. He had grown indifferent to what I served. I choose to blame a phase pre-LBD, but perhaps my skills had grown indifferent. SinceContinue reading “There’s a method”

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