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[sovay]

Actually both the shortbread crust and the salt caramel filling worked out in their respective pies and the pumpkin dumplings resembled kneydlekh far more than I expected even from dropping the dough off a spoon into boiling water, although my mother suggests sage rather than thyme in the brown butter next time. Collective Zoom with my teal-haired godchild involved watching him compare and contrast American and Japanese Fanta in the first-time real time of an unboxing video, albeit with more accidental snorting of carbonation. My niece arriving late in the evening has acquired a sort of garnet swirl throughout her own hair. We have sufficient leftovers that I am already planning my standard after-Thanksgiving dinner of a turkey terrific. I am not at all thankful for multiple days of thought-blinding headache and refuse to be, but I have acquired a surprise of gifts from friends within the last week: two books, a photograph of a poem, a letter by international post. As soon as we got home, Hestia was fed with great eagerness and satisfaction on the turkey we had been promising her all week.

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[sovay]

He did not realize o-toro was fish, gentlethem.

Well, I'm glad he's enjoying it, wherever he thinks it comes from.

I am not in favor of your headache, but I am very pleased to learn about the pies!

*hugs*

The crust on the pecan was pretty much a dead loss as both my mother and I had thought it would be, since we were skeptical of the recipe, but we followed it just to find out and next year we will buy a pie crust as people do.