Bill and I have a joke.
Q. What's is the most important meal of the day?
A. The next one.
You have to know my inner ursine nature to appreciate the humor fully. Once I've enjoyed a meal I tend to focus on the next one.
So new neighbor Wendy and I are planning to cook together this Saturday. Four courses, traditional Italian. Lasagne with noodles from scratch. Gelato. All kinds of good stuff. Then her family can walk across the street and join us in consuming it. It's their daughter's eighteenth birthday too, so a nice celebration.
Wendy is a total foodie, like me. This should be fun.
--the BB
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Gosh! You sound like Tom. I thought he was the only one. When I've just finished a meal, the last thing I want to think about is the next meal.
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