Welcome to our sporadic (and usually sarcastic) rants and raves as we navigate a 1st grade "ninja scientist", an almost 4 year old who thinks she's 20, the Air Force life, beach living, hurricanes, and everything in between.
One of my besties, Emily has informed me that I neglected to identify the dish I am holding in my "Happy Olympics" post. I will save you some time by showing you again here.
It is not, as she guessed, a bowl of boiled chicken.
It's fortune cookies. Homemade, painstakingly prepared, fortune cookies. I even created and typed up the fortunes myself. Let me tell ya - a bowl of boiled chicken would have been a LOT easier.
1 comment:
still looks like chicken to me. :)
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