Yesterday was a doozy. I did get in a (freezing) walk and bake a cake that took four hours to get in the oven, with many squabbles over who gets to measure what. I also cooked a big pot of collards which, for me, is on par with getting a massage. Soup pot + winter = potlikker gold. But there was so much infighting, so much crabbing, and it did…
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