I like to cook. I often eat in. I had a limp carrot around so I decided to make a vegetable soup with chicken stock. Big manly chunks of carrot, celery, and tomatoes, slices of yellow onion, dices of baby potatoes and for zesty oomph I added cilantro and bacon left over from the BLT I made for lunch. (I loves me some bacon. Thank you Jesus.) Mm-mmm good!
I reached for the towel paper and as I sat it back the roll tipped over my bowl. I wanted to flip over the kitchen but the antidote was too glaring not to appreciate: no use crying over spilt soup. So I reached for the towel paper again
no use crying over spilt soup
One of the things I really like about living in Mexico is that I eat so very well when here. Food is so cheap and fresh and plentiful. And I have money left over for Happy Hour(s)
I loooooove my life!
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