Well, with all due respect to
Heidi and her good intentions toward my arteries, I felt like it was time for some winter comfort food this weekend, so I went with sausage and peppers over mashed potatoes. (The potatoes have buttermilk in them.) (And sour cream.) No cheese, though! (There's cheese in the sausage.)
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This is where 3-D blogging technology would really come in handy. Chicken sausage UP IN YOUR FACE. |
Also, it had been several hours since I put a poached egg on something, and
miso soup seemed as good a candidate as any.
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I bought dried kelp and weird fish flakes, so this is extremely authentic except for the part with the egg. |
We've had a pretty good stretch with Anna. She's actually eating:
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Only in character as The Fonz, but that's probably a passing phase. |
She's accepting her manual labor responsibilities with admirable stoicism:
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That bell ain't gonna ring itself, kid. |
She is also still executing her gardening duties with aplomb:
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Although in this case... |
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...she stays in character... |
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...as Sling Blade. |