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For me- nights turn into days, and days to nights- and in between, I have visions of sugar plum bitters, and dancing garnishes in my head. 266 more words
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You know how there’s those nights when you just need comfort food? It’s not a want or a desire… it’s a need. Yesterday was the epitome of a “Monday”… nothing seemed to go right, we were under a high wind advisory and I spent the day chasing down grill covers that were blown off our patio, and wincing every time I heard another tree branch hit our roof. 738 more words