Posted by Rachel
Posted on August 12, 2012, in Weekly Grace in Small Things. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Roasted. Garlic. I could eat a bushel of it.
I laughed out loud a ton on the train and airplane reading the Bloggess’ book. Sometimes with an accompanied funny look.
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