This evening on the way home from the beach, my daughter and I were chatting. I can’t remember all the topics. But at one point she asked, “Why are sheep white…” I was just about to formulate some kind of response when she completed her thoughts, “…and not green?” Well…that threw me for a loop. 225 more words
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My mother made bean soup this way.
Put your pot on the range and light a medium flame underneath. On your cutting board, dice your salt fat meat, whatever it is, and then put it into the pot. 343 more words