No more figs, thank goodness. I will be sorry about that soon I'll bet.
The good news is that Edward, the twenty year old, soon to be legal, son at school down in Natchitoches, is learning to cook; well teaching himself more exactly.
Last week he picture-texted me twice. The first time he made lasagna and the next stuffed manicotti. Pasta all the way.
By the time he graduates (one more year) he will have a whole recipe book. Wonder if you can do them short enough for twitter. That would be a good trick.
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