It's just about this time every year... after I've singlehandedly eaten my way through several tins of Christmas cookies, that I develop a desparate craving for fresh spinach, beets and all things salad...
Nothing like a hippity skip trip through the farmers' market in the dead of December... Ah well, back to those buttery jam crescents... and maybe just a little eggnog...
The Postal strike continues. No Christmas cards are going out or coming in
this year.
While I am saving $$, the Post Office is losing $$. Either way, sa...
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