Strawberries, when it is 25 degrees, are a guilty pleasure. This kind of weather lends itself more to turnips and beets, which we now love, but we do miss some of Florida's local fruit. For my birthday, I decided to buy strawberries from California and dip them in chocolate. I took four out to dinner with Tasha and Chris (new and totally kick-ass friends, the likes of which we thought we would never find) and I put a candle in each one and we each had a birthday wish. Then we went to see Galactic. We had a little tequila. We danced a little. Wow. 36 started like a Tae Kwon Do kick! (Active, attractive and in demand, Mary, Mary!)
Our 60-year-old stove. The oven has to be lit by hand!
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