My Mother was Right About Everything

This evening I channeled my mother by walking into my kitchen at 5:15pm without any idea what I was going to make for dinner. I opened the refrigerator door and stood perusing its Tupperwared contents, seeking inspiration.  A few chunks of leftover roasted pumpkin… no.  Newly made coconut kefir… good, but no.  Half a box …

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