No, I didn't abandon my pledge to cook a new recipe each Sunday after a mere week. We left SF much later than we anticpated on Sunday and were nowhere near home by dinnertime. Instead we (including Jack) ate here:
Jack had a completely plain hamburger on a bun, with a handful of fries. He has the doggie version of an iron stomach, so he gets people food on occasion.
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[squealing]
What did Jack eat?!
Jack had a completely plain hamburger on a bun, with a handful of fries. He has the doggie version of an iron stomach, so he gets people food on occasion.
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