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A little less than a happy high
This morning, in celebration of the aniversary of Eric's lack of facial hair, I shaved my beard into a shape that would have made Porthos proud. After taking a moment to admire my work and laugh a little, I promptly shaved it off.

Roasted peppers and fresh tomatoes joined with chevre on a crusty baguette make for a tasty sandwich.

At the heart of French peasant fare are onions of various stripes and butter. This is as true as it is delicious.

An anxiety attack this morning led me to take the day off. That's right, I'm playing hooky on the third business day after having a vacation. I'm a big kid now.

A minor book rant.Collapse )
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