They come at the weirder of times. Looking at salmon, choosing out cheese (in my case, it is limited to cheddar slices and the choice is boiled down to how many slices at what price.). I bought frozen corn, in remembrance of that corn-chicken-cheese concoction you made. The corn is safely tucked away in the freezer. I'll have a whack at it on Monday, perhaps.
My heart longs for those days. There was indeed magic. Perhaps it was from the bear of fire.
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