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It turns out we only had a pecan pie and a sweet potato pie yesterday. I should have bought a cheese plate or something. Oh well, pie for leftovers is always welcome
I once knew a girl who should’ve been a comedienne, as about every other thing she said was uproaringly funny. She could have your face and sides begging you to stop laughing. Her first job out of high school was in a poultry processing plant where she had to hurriedly grab wrapped giblets and necks and stuff them as fast as possible into the . . . uh . . . cavities of chickens or turkeys, whichever was rapidly sailing down the conveyor belt. (Envision Lucy Arnaz in one of her factory conveyor belt escapades with Ethel Mertz. ) She kept us entertained with her outrageous descriptions for about three years, until she quit to devote full time to her senior year of college. Her annual Christmas letters still leave us smiling or giggling at odd times throughout the year, when she comes to mind.Cooking is so much fun.
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