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I won’t throw one piece of your life away.
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For the Liz’s birthday she asked for Bourbon Balls. I used this recipe from Garden and Gun as a base: INGREDIENTS 2 cups crushed vanilla wafers (about 8 ounces) 1 cup finely chopped toasted pecans 8 ounces bittersweet chocolate*, chopped 1/2 cup heavy cream 1/4 cup light corn syrup 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon 1/3 cup
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Biscuits: 20# Self-Rising Flour Production: Almond Cream Cherry Streusel Pies Pear-Apple Galettes Pop Tarts Glazes
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“I don’t like to refer to it as a passion. I prefer to call it a sickness.” Chef R. Cook “You are a baker. Your job is to use the ancient powers of water and yeast to make things that are delicious.” – Chef J. Bennett
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Money spent: I bought breakfast, paid off a debt, paid for gas. Food: I bloated after a banana today. I ate dairy once. Breakfast was a croissant and coffee. Lunch was salad catered at work by Chopt (I love their Mexicali vegan dressing). Exercise: only stretching today. 3 things I’m thankful for are my mindfulness practice,
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Everett looked into the pale grey morning through her old screen door. He installed it after she’d asked him to, but only after putting up a fuss about having to do it for her. For a few moments, he was lost watching the north-coast breeze, cold and heavy with salt, brush against a wooden sign Maude
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A guy wakes up. His room is a blue void in the hour before sunrise. He stands up from his mattress and creeps deftly between the remains of days past. Erga pricks her ears and then looks away in anticipation of his bathroom light. After he closes the door, there is the sound of him
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Lost Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around you. If you leave it, you
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Dinner For Suckers 