A tomato omelet, a question for Greg, Amy passes, happy mail, savory bruschetta, & inverted biceps
~Saturday~ I woke up at three after eleven and the first thing I thought was, “Mrs. Chason’s funeral is starting right about now.” My thoughts are with you, my friend. My next thought was, “I have to run over and water Joe’s indoor plants some time today.” For breakfast, I made a cheese, onion, and … Read more