reminds me of a sign i saw in an elderly italian neighbors kitchen.
it said:
"i often cook with wine. sometimes i even put it in my food."
nice.
weekend was a wild one.
ok.
it wasnt really that wild. but i survived and i am able to stand. and talk about it. and i feel good about that.
i'm not fond of white wine. i'm just not.
i am, however, fond of a good rib roast.
ahhh.....
wow
pretty boring stuff.
i'll have to go out and do something blogworthy.
then get bailed out of jail and write about it.
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Red wine is where it's at. Ignore that dangling participle.
Anyway, glad you had a good weekend, even if you didn't get thrown in jai. It's not all it's cracked up to be, really. OK, just kidding. I wouldn't know. Really!
diane - i ALWAYS ignore dangling participles. its when they snap and fall...
no jail for me this time.
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