
This morning I found myself with a salty mouth from having just eaten a handful of dry roasted peanuts (light salt), and with a yen to chase away the saltiness with chocolate.
"Salt & Chocolate ... what a great title for a blog post," I thought to myself.
So I wandered in here chewing on my Black Forest chocolate & raspberry cookie.
Chris's dog coal died, my dad was diagnosed with cancer, Jo's dad died.
In roughly that many days.
"Titles are misleading."
Too true.
2 comments:
Knowing how all three--Coal, G-paw, & Grandpa Ed--enjoy(ed) treats, they would consider it a very fitting post.
I think maybe there are stirrings toward creating my own counterpart to a seder plate.
I have wondered before whether a place for chocolate might have been found, had they only known of it.
Surely there will be a place on mine for a chunk of cheese [you done good (((((hugs)))))].
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