The sun shone. The sky was blue. We ate soup for tea and shared the last two of a batch of pies that I'd made up from leftover stew.
The fridge is empty.
I've rediscovered cooking. This makes me very happy.
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2 days ago
I love cooking. The pies look good :)
ReplyDeleteThose pies look and sounds delicious.
ReplyDeleteoooh they look utterly delicious!!
ReplyDeleteCooking is art and good for the soul.
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