I gave a mouse a cookie. No, I didn't. But I did give Sully my recipe for Jambalaya. He didn't use the recipe. (As he has given no specific reason for not preparing the Jambalaya, I will make one up: He was in a meeting that ran long. -yes, I am aware that he mentioned laziness, but I refuse to believe that he allowed himself to be that easily swayed from such a mouth-watering treat, so I ignored what he wrote and created my own scenario.)
And, while he didn't use my recipe, he did, very generously, give me a recipe in return, one which I am heckbent on achieving.
Read the recipe here.
ps - a shiny new something for the first person who explains the subject of this post to the rest of the kids in the class.
The Gift
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[Christmas, 1965 or thereabout]
The boy was very young; perhaps 7 or 8 years old. He loved everything about
Christmas - the lights, the music, Santa ...
4 months ago
3 Comments:
The mouse was anorexic?
Very pretty design! Keep up the good work. Thanks.
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And I still haven't made the damn recipe. As a matter of fact, I've lost it. Any chance you'd be willing to trust me with it one more time?
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